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 ©
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Daydream

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Into the waves, with me,
lets drift way
Take my hands, believe it,
it won’t be cold
Like every love story, one day,
death will come
In infinite ways, you’ll wait,
and I will love you
We don’t need, to fall asleep,
chasing cars or clouds
I blame you, I can’t hear anymore,
clattering of winter birds
You make my night, everyday,
an opera of winking stars
Not all superheroes, to save a soul,
wear velvet capes and cosmic rings
When some powers, like you have,
are just blessings to love.

– Teddy ©

 

Precious Trust

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Some dreams are a journey,
To a place which never sees the end.
Asking for the thirsty embers to stay,
And be the twilight of the night.
When the burning strings of the pearl sky
become the home of all innocent quills,
Nothing can pierce a heart that can weep,
No scream of the eternity can let it sleep.
Oh! Holy trail left behind a wandering lust,
Which says, “Moonlight can wink and blush”

Some thoughts can weave parting songs,
And some reasons never see beyond the hug.
When tulips found the rose stranded alone,
No more a bleeding soul found the crying crimson.
Then like this, lashes of water on the cliff-side
left marks of an ocean with the scattered tide,
A letter written to the golden skyline saying
“Some dreams are just a journey to a place which never sees the end”.

 

-Teddy ©

 

Beauty Is In Freedom

Life is hard. We all are tied to responsibilities we can’t ignore. Reaching the pinnacle of success is what we all yearn for. But in this process we fail to realize what is beautiful. Beauty, as  now in the society, is synonymous to being attractive and popular. And all these beauty hardly reflects the spirit of a human being. The liberation of a human heart from all sins and prejudice is the truest definition of beauty.

 

Water flow in reminisce sorrow,
Spool ticks in waves of noises,
the beauty folds in the sleeping sight
Tonight the sun rose again,
devoid by the winter winds,
when the stars found their light
in thee eyes.

Embers of paradise found thee,
where the sun rose in farthest dreams
No life born without love of thee
for what brings hope, hope to fly,
Blooms in eye of thy octave,
Serene hues brought us to unite
And ignite flames of our soul.

The bellow jasmine streams
a love in tune with the wings,
a feel of miles tide
screams fall down below,
tied to the stars in sight
yes beauty is in freedom!

  • Teddy ©

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Cold Eyes

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The supper talk all night long,
Occasional stares at the winter chills,
This night whispering for the cuddles,
And it keeps growing, this night,
So far away lies the forsaken goodbye,
But still so near feels the cold touch,
Eyes closes to the chaos that hates,
Some moment that waits to get old,
Slow into the pacific dream,
Arms around this valiant darkness,
Crowned with the snow kissed sand,
These roads slain above the screaming shadows,
To befriend a soul on the last ride,
Changing withered fire that holds the sleep,
Safe inside the labyrinth of a sober sky-glow,
To call for a home made of twilight peace,
And call to fill this heart, a heart of this cold eyes.

-Teddy ©

Work of Wet Art

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Gift of myths aroused with the colors,
Of old and forever waves when came home,
Lost in the arms of tide, lost with the love,
Reading with the sigh of those storms screaming.

Lighthouse waiting for his bride in peace,
Counting the countless rainshowers,
Waiting for these splashes to know how,
How a half broken fire light up the whole sky!

Alone, guiding the water to every tears,
A whirlpool of silent cries lived the shores,
Some hanging petals of lust reaching the depth,
To be the evening on every forgotten eyesight.

Long were the arms craving to be touched,
The other broken wishes burnt with its fire,
Never a step taken away from these curses,
The sea softly doused the beach to its peace.

-Teddy ©
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Violet Star

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Somewhere in the dark we met,
And twilight of my hide and seek, waited,
You stood on my feet to kiss my lips,
My arms around you and we watched,
When this night etched us with the stars,
Two whispers dozed silently in the corner,
Tied to rhythm inside the warmth of our hug,
And there it goes, my heartbeat,
Riding with the falling blessings of the comet,
I need you to see,
My broken pieces unites with those of yours,
Far away, in lonely waves of the ocean,
They waited for us to light the empty sky,
This silence of burning nostalgia,
When every blink saw your shining violet star,
Away into the cold frozen moments,
You owned my winter sunshine,
So I feed my dreams with your silhouette,
Because somewhere in the dark we met,
Where I pulled you closer in my arms,
You smiled, when I whispered with closed lips,
“You are my violet star”.

– Teddy ©