Thou Lil' Nightingale,
Heed my heart.
Hope I, sound not desperate.
O, tend to my wounds;
Wish I, thine hand be held.
Implore I, soothe my pain;
Two ears that hark!
Recounting, recounting;
Thy mouth, speak of stories.
I wilt vow to always remember you;
I wilt vow to always love you;
Swear no love but yours wilt do.
If I wert your Nightingale,
O'er these mountains, I would fly.
I would find you, I would find you.
Nightingale, Nightingale;
Fair and Tender;
I wish thou be Nightingale to my Heart.
Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 6:51 AM UTC
The winds, the tides —
are against me.
So sunny, yet the cloud —
Shrouds the sunlight meant me.
The chirping birds —
they're wielding wicked wings.
the roses —
when I smell it, it withers.
the night, the moon —
Why is it blue?
my soul —
it's black, will you touch it?
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 10:46 AM UTC
The streams of fog and ––
the frigid air whispers me;
(I'm) Dressed in thick clothes,
Yet, even just a whisper,
my heart still feels cold.
Will you give me your ––
immense warmth?
Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 6:18 AM UTC
Under the blue moon, I've
Yet to see separation of love;
Yet to see conflicting schedules;
Yet to see distant distance;
Though, I dream of these.
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 8:36 PM UTC
My eyes sees togetherness,
*Can't it happen to me too?
No, I'm not the one.*
My eyes sees a string and a needle,
*Look away!
No, I ******* need it.*
My eyes needs stitching,
*That's better,
It will now stop bleeding.*
Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
Through the shattered glass,
I see my dreams.
Halcyon, love and exuberant
This is too real!, I weep
Euphrosyne, do you even exist?, I exclaim
Please repair it.
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 10:29 AM UTC
Rhythm & Beats, take me over
Go through my temple
through skin-deep,
through my bones
release your voice, EDM whispers
Tickle my bones,
dance with me
with your electric,
wavey hands
Release my intense feelings,
trigger every part of me,
my hormones, my body
help me
feel it
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 10:07 PM UTC
Hope I, sound not desperate
O, tend to my wounds
Wish I, thine hand be held
Implore I, soothe my pain
Two ears that hark!
Recounting, recounting
Thy mouth, speak of stories
For I wish thou be Nightingale to my Heart
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 8:25 AM UTC
Every cloud has a silver lining;
but, if a tumultuous storm
appears on your head,
just call me and
i'll be there
in a swift
Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 2:03 AM UTC