Melody

Sometimes I hear melodies in my head. Favourite songs repeat in my mind. Cryptic lyrics resound, their meanings just outside the edge of my comprehension. Notes rewinding and replaying; I wish I could do something to make them materialize.

What would I make out of these songs in my mind and feelings in my heart?

A painting, a page filled with harmonious and warm colours? How do you draw a picture that makes the viewer hear a song in his mind that makes him feel like going back to where he was born? Or how do you dance a silent dance that makes a viewer hear a different song in her mind that makes her feel like running until her heart bursts?

How do I sing a song without music and lyrics but yet the music is as loud as your heartbeat and mine? I can hear the steady droning of strings, flooding my heart with unspeakable warmth and aching. I wish I could fly, and as high and as hard as I fly, I wish you could hear the magnitude of my feelings.

Light up the skies

I hear the crackles

From lightning bolts tickling dry leaves

Sparks and flames

Dancing in the moonlight

Casting faint light

In this cursed twilight

This sun wishes me goodnight

I wish it wouldn't

Be this way

All of the life that's left in me

Brings me to an unknown place

Where with eyes wide shut

I sing a song with my lips

A duet with the silence of ghosts

Flickering lights coming

From the fireflies

An assuaging

Better than howls and cries

Of a hundred nymphs

I feel dirty and alone

Zig-zagging the dust floats

Like a bubble tossed in the sea

My life flits around

Like a fluttering butterfly

Or a rose waiting to say goodbye

The scars on my knees

Match the damage

Hidden on my heart

Wearing it on my sleeve

I am exposed

Tears stream down my cheek

Because there's nobody here

With me to celebrate

The new year.