Guess you just left the question hang there
Suspended in mid air.
Then it comes down
In circles, like a paper plane
Till it stabs my heart again.
I’m not an easy jar to open.
You can break your wrist if you’ll try.
We can’t stop.
What strikes us both as comfortable
So we’ll bend the truth to lie.
Remember, how it used to be
When we lived like darlings?
Remember how your envy cast a spell?
If this is more than you can burn
And there is no one left.
I have been to this town before as well.
You have got an easy charm about you.
You can hurt me if you choose.
Right or wrong
I was left with little, but surprise
And everything to lose.
Every second chance is gone
We used to shine like darlings.
Remember how your envy cast a spell?
If this is more than you can burn
And there is no one else.
I have been to this town before as well.
You think you are so strong.
An anchor hanging often leeward lying.
And a beautiful pine
Breaking as you are listing to one side.
You and me need to explain,
Just to pass the time.
Every little thing that we said.
Suspended in mid air.
Then it comes down
In circles, like a paper plane
Till it stabs my heart again.
I’m not an easy jar to open.
You can break your wrist if you’ll try.
We can’t stop.
What strikes us both as comfortable
So we’ll bend the truth to lie.
Remember, how it used to be
When we lived like darlings?
Remember how your envy cast a spell?
If this is more than you can burn
And there is no one left.
I have been to this town before as well.
You have got an easy charm about you.
You can hurt me if you choose.
Right or wrong
I was left with little, but surprise
And everything to lose.
Every second chance is gone
We used to shine like darlings.
Remember how your envy cast a spell?
If this is more than you can burn
And there is no one else.
I have been to this town before as well.
You think you are so strong.
An anchor hanging often leeward lying.
And a beautiful pine
Breaking as you are listing to one side.
You and me need to explain,
Just to pass the time.
Every little thing that we said.
... I have been to this town before as well.
© Vikas Singh and Surreal Aberrant
© Vikas Singh and Surreal Aberrant
1 comment:
It's been long since I last wrote
Seems like I am the only one commenting everywhere.
It's been sad that no one appreciates you "publicly"
For you write really well, for me every time.
Not that I mind
'coz this feels like "my territory"
No, this IS "my territory".
I know a few, I think I do
They have their own class
Of the choice of words
But why cant anyone write anything for you
Appreciation or criticism, simply anything
Seriously why can't!?!
I want people to recognize your talent
Even though some of your pieces make me wonder
What they refer to?
Like this one!?!
Woooaaahhh...What's this I think
To make a head or tail or just spin
But I never like you even a tiny weeny bit sad!
Kaaashhhhhhh.......
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