Stars Shined Down

A song has been sung for every emotion For every tear and every smile And perhaps every flutter of the heart Or every falter And now I hear a song Riding in the winds And dancing in the rain Making me reminisce of a time When I held your hand When it felt right All…

Afar, Beneath the canopies holding Rustling autumn leaves, then lush, Now dead – Now twirling – In shades of amber and memories Of watching you from afar, You who could let my autumn blossom To spring of crimson sunsets, And summers of brilliant nights, Untouchable, For always you will remain, Afar.

Almost, When in your palms you held, The summer air and the winter chills, With the bird’s song of spring coming, And in your eyes flowed water, Trickling in spheres of moonlit sheen, Perhaps then or perhaps it was later, That I, meek as I am, Obscure to a fault, my significance, That I, only…

By a thread and through flavored smiles, To me who presents to you nothing less Than what I intend – Than what I have done – Than what I can – And can never be – All these before Judgment blind, You lie.

Had the echoes failed to hide What little item of value I posses Or had it been the muses who sang Endlessly, worthlessly, to mortal men Who betrayed what little I treasure To the searching eyes belonging To the heavens where I still prove to be Unwelcome? Had I been betrayed to you – You…