At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
submerging in a pool of uncontrollable emotions.
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Penned down emotions @ 1:54 AM

In Time

Go on, paint your walls
The world is full of wonderful things
Watch the rain fall
Hear every drop sing

Open your eyes
But don't let the sand slip
Through the cracks

These holes will be filled
With every drop of love
Light as a feather
Sweet as honey
Warm as a sweater

But the itch of the feather
A snake in disguise
Flowers wither
Submerged in a pool of strife

Stand on your ground
Boulders to rocks,
Rocks to grain stones,
Grain stones to sand
Don't let go
Even if there's only air
Beneath your feet

I told you
Everything in its time
The hour hand, an old man
Like sipping wine

Let your fingers intertwine
With the colors of every second
Thorns are near;
Your darkest fears
Everything in its time

Rose gardens, pure tulips,
Wet soil, Mountain dew
The winds fold in, embracing
A rushing river, light shivers
Love is kind
Everything in its time

I told you
Everything in its time
The hour hand, an old man
Like sipping wine.

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