April Kiss

April morn, rainy kiss through the grey sky
Sinking in deep blue of my room

Violin calls with a piano weep
Rainy tears falling still in this silence

Bleeding dreams within are writing the story
For a dying memory yellow flowers are withering
Drowning in this silent agony, pure madness
Knock at the door dwells in silence

Mind is intoxicated with a melody’s sound
There left none around
None will help

Like a whisper of darkness it’s calling me
Obeying so carelessly I will follow the call
Wherever it brings me I will always remember you

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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