A Timeless Tale

There was a time in the transcendent past

When we were happy, we were young.

We used to laugh and play along,

And let the moments fly by

Near the lake, beneath the sky, on the greenest grass.

And the birds soaring through the breeze up high

They used to watch over and protect us.

 

Then one day I closed my eyes,

Recklessly, I let years after years pass by,

Shutting all the gates in my mind to the outer universe,

Living in my own world, building my own dreams,

Where no one had a passcode to enter, but me.

And when I woke up again, nothing felt the same.

 

The sun just shines brighter every day.

Sun rays shred through my skin,

I scream,

But no one seems to hear what I say.

 

Lunar flares distort my barren face.

Tears gush through my eyes, while the stellar light

Ignites my tears, and colors the pitch-dark sky

To a glorious, infernal blood red.

 

Blinded, wretched & shattered, I could no longer see

The remaining glances of hope, what the future holds before me.

 

Yet, it still rains, the fog still covers the sterile ground.

When the rain pours on my skin, it heals my wounds.

Hidden in the mystical fog, I can hear a new tune

Which speaks of unrevealed mysteries and wonders,

Which asks me to stay strong and keep moving on.

And it’s not that different from our old song.

 

And thus, if you hear it too, forget all your worries,

And wake up to a brighter day.

Paint your universe with the colors of a newborn sun.

And maybe one day, I’ll follow on your trails,

I’ll tune in to the same song.

Just like we used to when we were young.

And then, time will not be able to tear us apart anymore.

 

You and I, we will be timeless.

The Dreaded Nights

As you open your weary eyes,

With the welcoming sunrise,

As daylight shines on your face,

You wake up, and begin a new story,

Paint your hopes, write all your glory,

Upon the vast canvas

Of the world’s blissful glaze.

     
 

A new shade of colors each day,

New jargons, new rhymes and new songs

To fill up the void of the restless hours,

Too desperate to wash the old away.

     
 

As the days decay, and your dearest sun

Spreads its warmth all over the horizon,

You rest your head on earth’s slender lap

And sleep, till all your leftover memories

Wash away, as you let your dreams run

     
 

Again and again, in the dreaded nights,

While your stories rely on the daylight,

And at each day’s end, they evaporate

Into thin air, they go down with the sun.

     
 

I stand up high, I arise in those nights

With my eternal moonlight.

I walk hand in hand with the darkness,

Till the nights and I, become one.