Grape vine

Don’t feel the morning rise

It’s been winters in my heart

Swaying away from what I know

To be the only place

A parade would hold

Soon enough the world would see

What a beauty I am

Without anybody else

Feelings that crush my weight

Down to my core

That get submerged in a ocean

I meant to drown my feelings in

The sea is salty and tastes like me

My tears hanging for their freedom

It’s easier to be a bold cat

Than a coward dog

Not aware of their lack

Like me a hundred jewels

Are set on ambers of the cottage home

Cloaks hanging around the hearth

Rustic gloves send for repair

Satin is my love, I lie for it

Sparks fly off my hair as I speak

I swallow air of the moist sea

It begs for me to leave it alone

To sit in solitude that the humans withdrew

Clashing knights in jute armours

Playing the bad when on the good side

It’s a trend to be sad

Get lashes drawn from sand

Feeble feet marked in tattoos

Of a proverb they thought was cool