Wall clock is ticking until whisper of midnight
December writes withering May in the end of my rhyme
For a hoping heart left no chance to hide
Unwritten letter in the end of the journey
Ever flight across memory fields
Ride to reveal a symphony of all lost dreams
Windy night, ghostly pale late time
Hope reads a story through a heart of mine
In one lost forever line
Tell me your story
Open your heart closed in rhyme
Unfade within my memory
Enter the realm of this silver night
Raindrops cleansing my every dream
Remaining still so deep within
Tell me your story till the end
Diary enclosing all the tears
Heart open to the world
Torn and raped by darkest fears
How could the tales become so cold?
Through all passed years
I still can see your face when you looked at me
I just close my eyes and see
You hold my hand drawing this dream real
Tell me your story
You know mine one
Play this dark symphony
Break the silence of midnight
I’m afraid to stay alone in this agony
Tell me your story
While I haven’t lost myself in this insanity
Tell me your story now
In candlelight play I see the dawn remaining still
Hoping for so dear letter to read
I’m falling deeper into silver oblivion of pale dream
Linlin's Poetry 