blue rose tells red sky purple stories of love
she sees colours of love when she looks into the mirror but is surrounded by dull clouds around her.
a plain love was what she wished for ; yet made to see everything except the true colors .
nothing in her life was meant to be plain. Calmness on her face hid the turbulent waves of sadness inside.
nothing in life is ever plain or maybe not; depends who sees what and how !
she took her heart ~ folded into the clouds above ~ let it float away ~ to rain down on her true love
raindrops fell on the loved one but he was already drenched by the beauty of another butterfly.
some butterflies lose colors, when rains are bent , to wash them away
I can taste the clouds in your tears and the hint of love in your fears
the heart is scared to respond and tears are flowing with a wish that they will be able to calm her.
we start as worms and that is where we will return
and make sure we are remembered by the days in between 😀
the earth engulfs her with open arms and she finally sleeps in peace 🙂
hand and hand we return to the earth ~ sisters of time ~ ready to witness the next birth
while crossing the gate she wishes to step into the new world with an invigorating spirit 🙂
memories in one hand , dreams in another , she moves on , with added burdens
with hope she prays that she will be blessed with a shoulder to share her burdens with
take my shoulders and Ill carry you to the beholder
I repose faith in you and trust the beholder..