A little blue

Is it a sin to let your hear take a leap
the vulnerability
The cold
The dust of the world
Has tarnished the mere face of
the sad,sad heart you had

In a dream, dark and shiny
In a time not so different
You have seen what you want
with different faces and different names
with different roles to play thereafter
People have made you yearn
For joy so pure
For dreams that serene

The swishing wind has
Turned your insides blue
Your arms are shaky
And your hands too
Heart held out in these
Falls through the hills
Down in the valley
Never to be found

Words are your armour
Your weapon and your escape
words have lied too many times
Before, Again and then Again
So your endearments seem hollow
Even before your let the out
In the world to be rejected

Who would have known that
big gestures
And public displays
could win a heart for you?
Alas, this pomp and show
will end before the crowd scatters
And you will be stranded
more than before