03-21-2013, 07:38 PM
Lies is what you give, lies is what I seek.
Still the heart yearns, a word or two linger
through the night and start to reek.
Heavy, as laden nimbus, the silence prevails
occasionally broken by the questioning eyes.
You know you’re lost, I know I’m lost too,
abandoned is the way we were walking along.
I paint the walls green in my mind, pretend
it’s spring and see my garden in fullest bloom.
You know the green from gray and yet will not say,
you’ll let me be there, blissfully unaware
of the spring that’s long gone and withered.
But you do not know I can see it in your eyes,
a shadow of the wordless truth,
as dark as the darkest of moonless nights.
It makes me cringe with dread and I flee
to my lush-green spot where you sit by me.
Still the heart yearns, a word or two linger
through the night and start to reek.
Heavy, as laden nimbus, the silence prevails
occasionally broken by the questioning eyes.
You know you’re lost, I know I’m lost too,
abandoned is the way we were walking along.
I paint the walls green in my mind, pretend
it’s spring and see my garden in fullest bloom.
You know the green from gray and yet will not say,
you’ll let me be there, blissfully unaware
of the spring that’s long gone and withered.
But you do not know I can see it in your eyes,
a shadow of the wordless truth,
as dark as the darkest of moonless nights.
It makes me cringe with dread and I flee
to my lush-green spot where you sit by me.
~Neena