A song speaks to you
stories in the melody
stirring memories
You play the song on repeat
shifting your emotions, soul
Tag: song
Becoming a Song
Exhaustion.
Flicking in and out of consciousness,
my lips feel numb.
Usual noises sound bombing loud,
forgetting the time.
I become a melancholy masterpiece,
a sad classical song.
O’er
O’er the mountain and into the sea,
we will meet again just you wait and see.
O’er the hills and down into the lake,
we will meet again and memories we’ll make.
O’er my heart and into your love,
I’ll see you again, my sweet dove.
Haiku: The Oud
Sounds of the city,
drums and an oud play a song
a wonderful day
The Meadow
skipping along
singing a song
thinking of blue
sunlight and you
a gentle meadow
wild winds bellow
sweets and light
dancing all night
C & K 