She mourns, while sitting underneath the petals.
Singing a melody, of a thousand chorals.
With sadning truths of love,
She glances far above.
Past the trees and through the clouds..
Every lyric, she sings aloud,
With tears running off her cheeks,
She hopes he comes out and peeks.
So he could wipe off her tears,
But soon, the thought disappears.
With nothing left but memories,
She sits and sings her melodies.
- Title: Melodies.
- Artist: Mother Ayame
- Description: Sorry I took so long to post. .I kind of over slept.. Anyway.. I wrote this poem out of pure joy. I had nothing better to do.. so I wrote it. I think It's fairly good.. but I'd like to remind everybody that each of my poems are a work in progress.. I'm constantely changing them.
- Date: 07/17/2008