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Breath Of France

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Disguise in the red line of another night

A single syllable collapses on the lips

For the crawling hands back to the aisle

Somewhere they met the crossing smile

Eclipses burnt with the chiming pillow

Dooming secrets hid with ashes below

Roads stayed but not those feet that lived once

Their steps forever trapped with the breath of France

The gaps felt in-between every honest second

Slow to find the photographs in screams it reckon

Frozen like the sky glittering in the moonlight

Spread across the horizon till the eyes meet

Inside the words waiting to come home

Gone with the whispers of looming chrome

The 3 Loose Strings

In thousand lashes, the pearl of the sea peeking,To the never ending shores, wishing to remember,The every single footstep washed away, becauseAlone it sleeps, eyes forever trapped below

In thousand lashes, the pearl of the sea peeking,

To the never ending shores, wishing to remember,

The every single footstep washed away, because

Alone it sleeps, eyes forever trapped below the blue sea.

 

In thousand miles, the leaves fall from the autumn sky,

Making the avenue a heaven below the stars, and waiting,

To hold on to the footprints, a privilege earned to death,

And a freedom lost, to see the blooming flowers once again.

 

In thousand raindrops, the sand burning in tears, away from the lips,

A life lived among the splashes, once more it was a stare into the eyes,

Once more the shadows drenched, once more, daylight was trapped,

When the rain pierced the sea into million pieces.

 

In thousand hymns, the eternal silence couldn’t calm down,

Feeding the sight afraid of being alive, and letting the crossroads,

To bloom into shackles, holding back the only red pearl to dream,

The greyed leaves to rust and, the disguised raindrops to get lost.

The Songwriter’s Song

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Like the rain,
it will be over

The magic will be tired of all this pain

Mirrors will crack and bleed

And feed the demons stuck in between

This love wont crawl away,
it wont

It wont let the skyline split in two

Oh! its the mistakes that’ll listen

To the tears that missed the lips

What is lost will be gone forever

Names on the wall will die in vain

Oh but this love!
This love won’t crawl away

It wont, It wont, It won’t ever

On the face,
it will burn bright and blue

Days will pass like the river

Storms will chase the night songs

And hands touch the shining stars up above

It’ll be an affair with the heart

And this Love won’t crawl away

It won’t fade away with the light

Won’t sleep with the clock

Won’t let the skyline split in two

 

  • Teddy ©

Our Panorama

All Credits: Teddy ©

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A part of sporadic love
A time when a face became home

Trickling down a unknown broth
From the tip of a broken matchstick

Upon some handheld stars
A ink was called as daylight of heart

Over the stretch of golden sea waves
A somebody was a tide weeping in dark

To be alone with the long lit moonlight
A sound of a heart sinking with gravity

Up along the solemn dazzling skyline
Each day stayed back with the fireworks

All along the road that grew old with you
A walk of thousand miles made in a blink

In eyes meet the horizon of cascaded stars
To see them kiss two hearts into one beat

Chasing a life to be completed in love
Lights will bleed in the love we call life.

– Teddy ©

Chameleon’s Rose


This day I give the night its home,

The pampered snow rain inside my fist,

All I wanted is to gallop among the wreck,

If only the stars could sing my sigh,

I would give this night its home.
The celestial papacy is proud of me,

I sit on the cliff addicted to my warmth,

Sailing every night into my eyes,

To find the only sound that can be heard,

It is a heartbeat of a home I cater,

The home of a night waiting for me.
I’m sorry! Not every whisper is a blessing,

Today I give the chameleon its rose,

To live another day when it’ll bleed,

Everyday I wait a thousand sleepless dream,

To stay in the ripples of another day,

And today I give this night its home.
The skin burns in the fear of no name,

I am just a fort of crumbled sand,

Tied to the chandelier hanging below my memories,

Not every heart is broken in even pieces,

And not every night is a home I can sleep in.
-Teddy ©

Pic credits: Internet

Lost Wings

Severed to the rust of waiting,
Sign of a disappointed mermaid,

I remember you changing with the moon.

Walking away into the bliss of a poison,

Oh dear! look back, I found the right words,

Don’t be the crowd of my dismay.

Let my blink bind with your luck.

I am the lost accordion of your wings,

Falling for the silence of your arms,

Standing in between the tides of canvas,

It feels true to be washed away.

Down the road of my harmony,

I will bleed with the daisy.

In love’s opiate embrace you’ll sing,

Till the lights can grow old with you,

I will be drenched in your last kiss.

And will go back to the howling screams,

Saying I’ll hug the tears that were my dream.  
– Teddy ©

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