the green & the yellow
I didnt brush my teeth today,
I'm still relishing in the leftover taste of my dreams
Sometimes, it's hard for me to distinguish my memories between real material happenings and dream reality
Moon River,
nightscape, wrap around me,
I feel most alive in darkness when I can hear the waters run rapid inside
And because the night holds me in the way I used to like being held by what saved me before I knew what love really was
But like dreams, I forgot about the conditions they held
Upon return, unsatisfied
What do i with the disappointment of love dripping through my fingers like a melted dream my brain tried to preserve for what I thought would be a lifetime
I stayed up all night but
The dream ended
The water melted,
And The fish returned back to the sky and i don't know what is left
Moon River,
Carry me along the sky, into daylight
tugged at the seams by stars, by the sun sometimes.
the color green in the sun light, stimulated
I am reborn with the power to see
Not with my eyes
But with what is left to bear in my spine
And the past of knowledge growing roots deep on my shoulders
Knowledge preceding the silly matters of the anatomical heart
escaping my shell, subconscious holding me hostage,
the sunlight reminds me I am glitter, glimmer, glistening every part of me that I thought deserved to hide,
I’ve found yellow
“Yellow grass, yellow sand
Yellow stars, yellow land
Yellow past, yellow man
You got a yellow heart
Sometimes, I need a message, sometimes, I need a rope
Yellow lines that go for miles and miles
We do them all, then follow in denial
For our love is vile
Yellow flows like the Nile...” (yllw by Bakar)
Sometimes i need a message,
sometimes i need a rope
A river of compassion flows infinity
But
What is left when i have died many deaths to dreams promising abundance
What is a promise if not the possibility of its demise
What is a rope if my river is shallow
What is the message if i have drowned
Lover,
I am still grieving all the love I minimized with you,
I prayed but even all the stars in the sky couldn't lead me back to where you needed me the most
You nor i, made perfect
Without fault we have stayed true to what came natural to us
Anger like berries packing punches deep within my throat,
I have forgiven you
I have digested the fruit of my faults
U should forgive me
Or don’t
I remember,
not to recall the euphoria abyss the pain
But to free myself of what i thought reality was
To what i thought love was
Because i’ve lost you
And I’ve lost those nights
But,
What i thought i’d lost, melted my frozen heart
Beating just in time
Sunrise just in time
offerings for the stars and the sky
To bear fruit upon the future
And compassion for the present
A compost for the breeding grounds of dreams
Because what is dreamt, is remembered
Because what is remembered will never be forgotten
But stored within the green, within the yellow
For wisdom to come and strongarm the dreams to reflect reality
Come moon river, hold the hands of the dreamers ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆
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