This is my Aria, This is my Song

This is my aria
This is my song
An ode of my love
A prelude of adoration
Still going strong

Dearest my love
Can you hear me?
You're far away, I know, and I'll never see you again
But love, do you still hate me?

I'm sorry for what I've done
I've hurt you without knowing
I didn't realise you had suffered
When I thought I was being loving

Ever since you left, darling
My soul has been shred to pieces
You taught me how to cut before
Do you remember?
You taught me that to life, there is more

Virgin blood has been shed
Severed skin tenderly divine
My love for you infused in every slit
With your memories still haunting my mind

I've kept your identity
I haven't told a soul
No matter who found out about me
What you've done to me, no one have I told

Relations with relatives
Breaking like shards of a mirror
Daring not to burden my God-given friends
So causing insanity to be triggered by a touch of life's lever

You probably won't believe me, I know
But see, I'm useless
I'm just like my father, always hurting my mother so -
This is my life's curse

My birthday is coming soon
It's likely you won't remember
This girl does not want to live to see that day
So God, please take those eyes of hers

My dearest love, I know that you are gone
But Time, the greatest Healer, cannot erase the pain
That has left me empty, cold and forlorn
In this world where all I deserve is to hang my head in shame

This is my aria
This is my song
An ode of my love to you
A prelude of adoration for you
That will last a lifetime long.

Lies

I listen to the crisp resonance
Of crackling leaves with winter in tow
I tear through the shackling brambles
A single question overwhelms my mind - where do I go?

Stopping would be lethal
Though branches slit and graze my face
A single shot could well attack me
And rob me of life's sweet grace

My captors are coming
Here to take those of my kind
I wasn't meant to be found out
But slowly they take control of my mind

Eyes charting every corner
Beneath that temperate snow
Slight hesitation soon turns fatal
Metal engulfs my feet, numbing me with their cold

Faces all around me
Appearing from the distance
An instant of pain pierces my eyes
And in closing, I understand the cries
Of those before me, trapped in Mankind's lies...

The March

Red, Violet, Green
Plastered across our faces
Arms adorned with the rainbow
Marching as one, regardless of our races

Our heads and flag held high
Don't hate
Love tattooed on our ring fingers
We will fight for our rights on Eight

Though disowned by parents
And shunned by society
Estranged from our siblings, even,
But no worries, we're all part of this family.

Our demonstration includes Girls
- Boys too -
Barbies, and a thousand other marchers
Waving the alternate flag of Pink, Yellow and Blue.

We walk with pride
Black and pink Triangles no more
We're entitled to love, and a love
With no Name does not exist anymore.

Prelude to A Lady

There's a girl seated in front of me
And she's really dream-like pretty
With her short cropped hair
The songs are playing, and she's smiling
Without a care

My heart adores her eyes,
Gleaming like gems in the sand
Her back down
The fluent flow of the pen with her swift, moving hand

The golden tan of her skin
Pink lips with chapstick
Her looks intoxicating, as if I've fallen in
The prelude of illusion, by my eyes made fake

But in a flash I divert my gaze
And turning back, vanished without a trace
But that moment of short-lived passion
Left me in a lapse of sensual infatuation...