The Song

My mother used to sing me

a song so full of life

Her voice was kind and gentle

and love was on her mind

I thought when I got older

the song would stick within

But the more that I hummed it

the words just didnt fit

Ive slowly come to realize

the words they always changed

and every time she sung it

It never felt the same

I thought when I was younger

one verse was all you'd need

until I found my own

the song began to feed

It used to be so mellow

like a shell lost at sea

but now it feels so hollow

like an old forgotten tree

The mood it seems to change it

in the dark it tends to weep

In the sunlight its a glimmer

of visual harmony

The song, it used to move me

now it just makes me sleep

As if all of time is frozen

but the hours tend to creep

I remember last November

it moved like an autumn breeze

when the colors changed, the notes they sang

Now all I see is leaves

Ive been waiting for a chorus

that will withstand all the change

but the voice is not my own

It does not sound the same

Now in this moment sitting

all alone on my cold bed

the song is raging loudly

in my thought forsaken head

I cant quite tell the rhythm

for my heart is overthrown

I cant find the lyrics

to a song I've never known

So I guess Ill write a new one

and look to you for help

In writing all the notes down

pull the paper from the shelf

Its time to draw the curtains

let that sun come shine on me

for I'll always find the words

knowing you're the melody

Reviews

[Tassawwur]

Well written poem.The flow and rhyme is really good.The best part is you can feel the poem.Good job!