Aroma of a soft heart's story by kRazumi, literature
Literature
Aroma of a soft heart's story
The pages of the calendar is at its day to remember
Where the cold freezing wind lingers to your heart's conscience
The flavour of your lips bites like ice needles
Frost-edged pointed words, enough to pierce an innocence
My tears fall, black as ink;
Razor sharp, hurts like a blade
Flows like blood, yet diamond hard
So please take good care of my one and only--
fragile heart..
My frozen sentiments corrupts my only memoirs of you
Intoxicates every split-seconds of my life Pollutes every air I breathe, devouring every strand of my soul If living without you is a gift,
then I'd rather be cursed, yet with you by my side
Kill me, for I had loved you so much but too much for you to believe
I had been selfish, dreaming, wishing Or is it me selfless, loveless?
Pretending she wasn't there by my side Ignoring my heart and its beat simply screaming;
Singing with the melody that holds us deep But the harmony wasn't in it, When will I be able to accept? That you are there, and I'm here lying in the casket full of dreams
The walls come forth to stare at your weary face
Such a sarcastic moment, minutes of irony
Wondering about this young maiden who puts me in misery
Got myself clueless just who might she be?
Thoughts of you whispers to the night's frigidity
Oh where would I start, to tell you my lady?
Yet, if it takes forever to place such a glimpse
Then let it be the day when there's finally you and me
Like the belle of the boulevard you froze me with your steps
Oh how my heart jumps, as I gaze upon your face
Transcendent, the smile of you plunges into serene spaces
So fall, now fall, and fallen-I am.
Your cold warm hands,secretly reaches mine I need a warm embrace,says the tranquil frigid voice The boy silently moves to the shaking piece of crystal shard And laid her down to the pillow full of snow on the bed carved on ice Yes,it is winter in as early as November But can we make it through in this house made of timber?Where there wasn't any fireplace but the one in my chest Flickering like a candle with a dying breath of your whisper,Every word is enough to make my world frostbitten You look at me serenely,with your eyes so real And the next chapter was like happily ever after She kissed me for a minute,and the snow starts melting--
Aroma of a soft heart's story by kRazumi, literature
Literature
Aroma of a soft heart's story
The pages of the calendar is at its day to remember
Where the cold freezing wind lingers to your heart's conscience
The flavour of your lips bites like ice needles
Frost-edged pointed words, enough to pierce an innocence
My tears fall, black as ink;
Razor sharp, hurts like a blade
Flows like blood, yet diamond hard
So please take good care of my one and only--
fragile heart..
My frozen sentiments corrupts my only memoirs of you
Intoxicates every split-seconds of my life Pollutes every air I breathe, devouring every strand of my soul If living without you is a gift,
then I'd rather be cursed, yet with you by my side
Kill me, for I had loved you so much but too much for you to believe
I had been selfish, dreaming, wishing Or is it me selfless, loveless?
Pretending she wasn't there by my side Ignoring my heart and its beat simply screaming;
Singing with the melody that holds us deep But the harmony wasn't in it, When will I be able to accept? That you are there, and I'm here lying in the casket full of dreams
The walls come forth to stare at your weary face
Such a sarcastic moment, minutes of irony
Wondering about this young maiden who puts me in misery
Got myself clueless just who might she be?
Thoughts of you whispers to the night's frigidity
Oh where would I start, to tell you my lady?
Yet, if it takes forever to place such a glimpse
Then let it be the day when there's finally you and me
Like the belle of the boulevard you froze me with your steps
Oh how my heart jumps, as I gaze upon your face
Transcendent, the smile of you plunges into serene spaces
So fall, now fall, and fallen-I am.
Your cold warm hands,secretly reaches mine I need a warm embrace,says the tranquil frigid voice The boy silently moves to the shaking piece of crystal shard And laid her down to the pillow full of snow on the bed carved on ice Yes,it is winter in as early as November But can we make it through in this house made of timber?Where there wasn't any fireplace but the one in my chest Flickering like a candle with a dying breath of your whisper,Every word is enough to make my world frostbitten You look at me serenely,with your eyes so real And the next chapter was like happily ever after She kissed me for a minute,and the snow starts melting--