Where souls collide
I will meet you there
in that special place around
which our worlds revolve
It cuddles me in the midnight hour
Opening me up like a blossoming flower
Wrapping me in the afterglow of that feeling
When the rapture of an orchestra hits the ceiling
Like gently cupped whispers filling my ear
To fall in love again, let go, run wild my dear
Don’t think about tomorrow, today is right here
As the music plays, feel my warm breath so near
It reaches deep within, moving mysteriously inside
The strange feeling of love that I just cannot hide
It takes me back to another season in time
It directs me to fill this page with my rhyme
It’s taken over my body and soul
Before I know it, I’ve lost all control
Could It be that I’ve just lost possession of my mind?
Or is this the love song that took so many years to find?
I may not understand this strange feeling that I get
But I know that this emotion hasn’t left me quite yet
Night and Day
Between rhythm and rhyme
wondering which it would be
words seemed to fail me
the notes sounded out of key
Then you walked into the room
arranged the lyrics to a tune
You blew me away– repeatedly,
endlessly, to heights not yet known
Words so cleverly coupled, selected,
slithered into slippery dark places
stirring memories and dreams
painful heartbreaks of yesterday.
Caught up in an exotic dance
the music allured me once again
the beats, the strums, together
with words, they knew the drums
of my heart. They danced in valleys,
on mountains, through the oceans
beneath the moon and with the sun–
lighting up life between night and day.
All this time
All this time
I’ve been caught in a stupor.
How could I forget
Memories we made together?
So many reminders
All this time,
Wherever I go
Still reflected in my heart.
You should know
Since you placed them there,
All this time
Carefully tended with your love.
When you call my name
It all comes flooding back.
I thought I was over you
All this time.
The colour of your name
Now I see
Life in abundance.
Through you, I am so blessed,
Destiny’s guide, my soul-mate, clear as
This form of poem is called a SIDLAK – Thank you Quirky for sharing with us.
Its structure comprises syllables of 3/5/7/9/ with the last line being a colour to give you a total of five lines.
The last line must be a COLOUR that describes the whole poem or the feelings of the writer. Life comes in different shades and hues. The colourful the merrier. Try it out with your true colours.
This is a special dedication to my dear friend Christel whom I met 3 years ago on a Jazz train in Switzerland and from the pavement in GStaad, she has been an inextricable part of my life ever since. Christel,you see me as no one else can – in my true colours. With lots of love – Chevvy