Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Towards the yellow sun

Her fingers dripping paint

She left a trailing rainbow

A shadow on the run

Chasing lonely nights

A poem on her lips

Through spangled city lights

A child with broken wings

Colors tangled in her hair

Stars upon her head

With dreams under cover

Like a memory that bled

From white ringlet clouds

Upon the azure sky

Running on to nowhere

Free of worldly care…

And it rained


Momentarily, a fleeting glimpse, captured in her eyes

the realm of fragile love, drops down from the skies,

She looks on, in silence, as dreams crash all around

And in the debris, finds memories of a youth left incomplete

She runs her fingers through her hair, crimson tears she cries

The clouds stood still, like repentant lovers drowning in her pain

and when her tears ran out, from the skies it rained.

Why does love unrequited, always leave its ugly scars,

on hope and harrowed tomorrows, on yesterdays’ hollowed smiles.

I lie about the pain, but cannot hide its stains

I look away from you, hoping to lose myself in the darkness of my mind.

Why, is it heading to destruction

how can you let it go

How do I forget my tomorrows

for the loss of a yesterday

She comes to me, her head bowed in shame

I hold her tenderly, but her soul slips away

An empty shell, where once was laughter

Another dreamer, without a dream

I screamed at the heaven, a silent hollow scream

And those unspoken words, lay suspended in the rain.