The Oyster and the Morsel of Sand

"Who has never tasted bitter, knows not what is sweet"

My presence lies true to purity,

Of my existence there is no surety,

Courage defines me,

Cheaters are-

A deep-seated animosity

You looked for me in all your songs

In love, in passion and in pushovers

My spirit lied captured in discarded choices,

Unseen faces and unspoken voices;

In broken hearts, in photographs,

In wounds that failed to heal,

My secrets and my identity

Stayed unrevealed.

Carried away by your whispers,

Visible in the glow of starlight

Of the mystic, magic night,

And the bright sun burnt sunlight.

I was present in the deep sea,

that shimmered in the breeze

For you,

I rode on those dark waters,

In breathtaking dreams,

In lonesome forests,

Beneath misty mountain seams

I lured God in all my prayers

And went hungry in my desires,

I wandered, and

Each time

Life captured me into a new body,

Leaving me deprived

Of beauty and rhyme.

Behold, there took a birth!

In a rich mans ditch,

In a poor mans hole,

And once more in the

Name of life, there was

Murder of my soul.

Forgone moments and laughter,

If you were to find,

They’ve been well replaced by time.

But in spring time

The flowers still blossom

The glaciers continue to glide

Time still fleets

The world still spins

Evil continues to win

Yet love’s pure

Greed has no cure

Dawn still follows on

Wars still go on

Change chose

Us,

No matter how much

I try and revive,

lost times,

They appear ingrained in that

photo frame,

But you should know

That even though,

Now you belong to my past,

“Love” shall always last.

It took us two, to create

It took us two, to end.

For every tale has a moral,

Even if ours wasn’t grand,

An oyster can do a lot

With a morsel of sand.

“What couldn’t we do, if we’d only begin,

With some of the things, that get under our skin”

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Now we're back to the beginning

it's a feeling that no one knows yet

But just because they can't feel it too

doesn't mean that we have to forget

Let the memories grow stronger and stronger

until they are before your eyes

I'll come back

when you call me.

There's no need to say, goodbye.