Poetry

The Bees

written by: clairedac

The bees will come by right now, they will watch you from there
You can close your eyes and shut your ears, ignore their stares
But the bees will come and hold your hand for long years to come
You will smile and let them take you away with the silent breeze...

You have killed that little wish inside your heart to fly and laugh away
I do not understand how you rubbed the coal over your face and began
Began to dance amongst the statues fake and loved your eyes that way
And left the hand which you never could have held anyway in your life
Reasons have left your side today, and they are not coming back now
You have waited for the clouds to movie away, but you do not push them
You push the sun that might light the world so dark, it seems to me
Go on, hang on to that fence you are leaning on, and say goodbye...

The bees will come by right now, they will watch you from there
You can close your eyes and shut your ears, ignore their stares
But the bees will come and hold your hand for long years to come
You will smile and let them take you away with the silent breeze...

Yesterday I revealed a little of my light to the moons grace and charm
But she cursed my haste and bade me to stop right where I was for now
And I shut the music out of the night, and kissed my seasons and cold
A stubborn soul caught in the dark of the night was what I had seem
And now it was the silly one in the deep crowd, where I could not see the eyes
I damned myself for changing my heart, but it all went to waste and rot
Because at the end of the day, the night will darken my blood and warmth
And leave me breathless as I sit here thinking of you again and again...

The bees will come by right now, they will watch you from there
You can close your eyes and shut your ears, ignore their stares
But the bees will come and hold your hand for long years to come
You will smile and let them take you away with the silent breeze...

So away I go, and I know you will not notice me running from you
You are amongst the few that are yours, and in your huge world
There is no place for me amongst your garden and the large swing
That you are swinging and trying to stop, but believe me it will not stop
I have tried as much, and it hit me hard on the heart and broke away
Forgive the tiny heart for the mistakes it made, on making you a part of it
And forget the smile that came just because of you, and stayed there for long
The bees have come to get me, I am going to my sting...