Summer 1969 (Part I)

Remember the summer of 1969?
He can’t get her face out of his mind,
The gleaming eyes and her smile so divine,
At the age of 17, love was kind,
Their love was innocent so were their hearts,
Nothing was right or wrong,
However the passion to master the art,
The art to love and to be loved lifelong,

Behind the trees,
Beneath the stars,  
They held hands, 
They vowed never to be apart, 
Life is time, 
They tried to rhyme,
And there they were,
Savoring love, 
With the burning scars. 

Can they forget the Summer 1969?
Delights of the young love re-defined,
Cherishing each other every single day,
Young love evaded the uncertainty on its way,
For them, love was a fairy-tale what everybody say,
The story of Cinderella, Snow-white or any other princess,
Where happily-ever-afters were never to decay,
Their naive vision has to be flawless,
Without realization, they were offered solace,
Life was brutal and now they knew,
Challenges may pursue their motives,
However, the flame of love would get them through,

Behind the trees,
Beneath the stars, 
They held hands, 
They vowed never to be apart, 
Life is time, 
They tried to rhyme, 
And there they were, 
Savoring love, 
With the burning scars. 

To Be Continued…

For One Good Reason<

For one good reason, I turned around, 
The threat gripped my heart as it sound,
The fear that I’d fell off on the ground, 
The answers to my reality which were never found. 

I embraced my life the way it was, 
For one good reason, I wanted to break the laws, 
I kept breathing until a silent pause, 
Misery swept away and so did my clause. 

For one good reason, I never looked away, 
The threat that night would darken my life stayed, 
The fear trembled me that I’d never see sun the next day, 
The key to misery clutched the period of my decay. 

I lifted myself for one last time, 
I risked my life ahead of crime, 
While preparing for that one last climb, 
I realized my heart chimed. 

For one good reason, I lived my life, 
I laughed, chuckled and genuinely smiled, 
I slashed my wrist to let the dead blood cells ooze the agony, 
The fears and threats were driven away by my mind’s symphony. 

Since that day, I lived my life to the extreme,
Personified my choices to challenge my self esteem,
I joined every single dot to dream my life’s theme,
Cause’ for one more time, my soul beamed.