Monday, May 16, 2011

Sorrow

Photomanuplation by me :)
Petals that gently touch the ground
Tears that gathered all around
All the roses wasted and thrown
Plucked twisted and torn
The thorn that pricked
Left blood across the floor
The pain caused by a loved one
had hurt the most...

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The piano


By: the-auteur.deviantart.com

There it sat in solitude,
Something of question that would delude,
The black and white keys in harmony,
The piano on which you played the sweet symphony.

The song I can’t forget,
Something I’ll always come to regret,
For hours and hours you sat and played,
What was an hour seemed like a day.

That symphony of yours,
Is long gone and lost,
The dust on the piano collects every day,
No one around tries to play.
The piano stares at me reminding me of you,
Oh how I wish I could defy the truth.