One Day, Someday

One day, someday
We'll see each other somehow.
I'll get to see your face again.
My heart would beat and leap and mend.

One day, someday
You'll sing love songs for me.
With tunes of sweet forever
I would hear your soft voice echo.

One day, someday
You'll keep my heart in yours
Then take my hand, we’ll dance all night.
Oh! This I long to share with you.

One day, someday
You'll stay here by my side.
We'll laugh and cry,
We'll paste a smile...

Never will we say
goodbye.

~anamellie, 071206

Blue Rose

Rare.
That's what your love is.
"Rare as a blue rose," you told me,
Rare as the promise you gave me.

What rose you give,
I didn't care,
but you gave the blue for it is rare.
I touch those roses I adore
as you put them near the house's door.

But one day, no rose arrived.
No trace of you was seen by then.
The promise you gave echoed inside of me.
It broke my heart,

shed all of me.

A rare promise.
A rare rose.
A rare love that never grows.
Why does a rose reflect the feeling that's bad?
You chose blue, it makes me sad.

But whatever color a rose may be,
it always wilts

and it fades so deep.
Just like the love you promised me,
it has now wilted like the rose I keep.




~anamellie, 070906

How Things Work

If I just didn’t see you
or laughed, or wept for you,

would my life be still the same?

Would I still believe in fate
that each of us is said to have?

I’ve thought of happy endings,
but why don’t they exist?

I’ve thought of better fantasies,
and it hurts my heart to know
that there’s no such thing like it.

Why can’t I erase it from my head?
Why can’t I just realize
we’re not meant for each other?

Now, I’m in thought
of what could have been.

And now, I’m thinking
of how happy the scenes
we’ve together shared in my dreams.

But if each of us is destined to be happy,
why am I crying?

Why does love have to stay
for us to both grasp?

But then it moves so fast,
So we can’t just
embrace and keep it?

Why does fate move away from us?

Our love is that bittersweet.

It swiftly flies

even when we’re asleep.

Things turn out the way
We don’t expect them to.
This is how things work for me and you.




~anamellie, 070606

A Way to Live

Close your eyes and feel the breeze,
climb into a hundred trees,
feel the sunset on your face,
hurry! Quicken up your pace!

Run into the deep dark forest,
never fear, show courage the largest,
fly into the highest cloud,
shout into yourself so loud!

Reach the shining shooting stars,
dance into the planet Mars,
sing the tunes of sweet fairies.
(They’re hiding through the lovely daisies!)

Hold the moon into your palm.
This is for you to overcome:
Chase the whales and sharks of sea,
Count how many do you see!

Light a candle in the dark,
see your shadow leave a mark,
count the sands upon the shore,
I know you wouldn’t ask for more.

But here’s the last.
I know, I know, it’s fast.
So feel the flow
of life’s unknown show.

~anamellie, 070406