To StayThe chains that bind us are not strongTo Stay by ~Sangeline
But the choice we’ve made cannot be wrong
As the coldest steel which twines one’s heart
For us can string an angel’s harp
Our bonds are frail as they are fresh
Never I thought that we would mesh
Yet coal-kissed corners brought to light
Make worlds spin and shine so bright
Your hand on mine
The faults to find
The sincerity of our words
We are imperfect in a perfect way
But what I want is ‘us’ to stay
GraduationGRADUATIONSGraduation by ~Sangeline
The sky is clear
The air, crisp
And overhead, a jet
Its wings so beautifully
A girl in clean cut grass
A six-string symphony,
Slender and smooth
Clear and captivating
We shuffle, almost awkwardly, in
Anxious steps, to greet her,
The dust licking our heels.
Then she speaks to us,
But her words
Go right past
Stealing our hearts.
Angelic and alluring
Straight and white
We give her a piece. A piece of
We rip out our feelings. And our smiles.
And our love.
We pack it into a little box.
We throw away the key
And lose it
After a year, two, three, and four
We lose her too.
The little box,
After a year, two, three, and four more
We find our little box
One of us has a six-string
The same one.
We remember her symphony.
The sharps and
Her fingers wore