Write with Roy & Dee Kay #1: Tinted Windows to Beautiful Rose !!!

Dear Reader,

Witness the conversation that drips every drop of emotional exchange between a couple…a couple that was meant to drift apart…apart across the tinted window…window that encapsulates his heart into a dark cell and captures hers into a beautiful rose…

Will they ever come together?…

Read The FIRST EVER MUTI-COLLABORATION of a POETRY at THE FLOATING THOUGHTS.

The poets have been mentioned with their verses and their blog links.

Find time to visit them in order to read beautiful poetry.

PS: Roy & Dee Kay feels humbled and touched by the love and participation shown by all the poets.



Guy: 
Watching you through those tinted windows

I see a trembling soul trapped inside a beautiful rose
Wounds of past are what you have chose 
Over this recklessly silly lover of yours
Bundled in pains this heart wails of your woes
I do see them even when you don’t wish to show
Songs of our existence once which sounded mellow
Now fails to penetrate the depths of your lows
Melancholic my days pass by drowning in your sorrows
Helpless and powerless I stay bound to the promise in your shadows
Watching you through those tinted windows
I see a trembling soul trapped inside a beautiful rose…
(Roy & Dee Kay)

Girl :
Emotional thorns
that sprouted
from wounds of the past,
shy away
from your perceiving eyes
I do at times hear our song
but in the turmoil of my sorrows,
the beautiful melody… dies
please, look away
for within,
my tears bleed my heart
along with the promises
we might have whispered in the dark
please, look away
from my unseen love
that, for you, cries
(Sherell)

Guy: 
the freedom you cling to, devoured

the rose you dwell in, shriveled and worn
the soul you foster, while innocent and mild
springs forth into darkness, blinded and torn
I continue to thirst for a love so sour
I sit in the garden and count down the hours
This day, this night, this echoing fear
What have you done to the hope that was near?
Tormented, you sift through the pain and decide
in the end, there was nothing to gain.

A bittersweet end, all the same.
(The Nashville Wife)

Girl:
As you watch me through those tinted windows,
Observe carefully the words I chose
Take a hint from the dews planted upon my nose
I have cried rivers from the inflicted sorrows
It is the trick of the devil and he knows 
of your recklessness and your woes
(Mili)
I feel your gaze as you peer,
Always after me so sincere.
I only tremble with fear,
praying you won’t appear.
My sorrow does not belong to my lover,
My pain belongs to you.
You took my heart and threw it away…
I remain beyond the tinted window
(Kim)

Guy: 
Loving you unconditionally was what I chose,
Your pain and sorrows did multifold

the throes within me that I never wished to show
“You are bound to his love”, are the words of my fellows,
I love you more than I show
Watching you through those tinted windows
I too want to get trapped in that beautiful rose
You and I then will tie our souls
(Sonam)

Girl:
Your beauty moves my heart, but my love is trapped;
this tinted glass won’t let my heart get to you.
So my love breathes, but just upon this dreaded glass.
Misty, my eyes are getting misty,
my love is just a breath,
a mist upon the glass.
Trembling, my heart is trembling;
my gaze is trapped within the soul of a beautiful rose.
Powerless, my heart stays absolutely powerless;
my heart is forever bound,
within the shadow of a beautiful rose!
(Warren Richards)

Guy: 
I can see you suffering from a distance,
But I can’t change your life in an instant,
For you warned me never to give you my guidance,
I can see your painful tears that pierce my heart with uncountable arrows
While watching the trembling soul trapped inside a beautiful rose.
(Tracy Muso )

Girl:
The season spent in raging storm

have built around a fence of thorn
I ‘ve been deceived in all its form
In an attempt to hope and save my soul
so for the left  time  that I still own 
I ‘ve learned to love this current home
Now, Ghost or real?
a hero comes from an endless dream
familiar voice but face unseen 
a song I lift  from the windowsill
as to respond 
My only bound
to the outside world
My first sunray
(Antsafanou)

Guy: 
One day I hope for better tomorrows
When we again can talk about our sorrows
It may be cruel to say, one reaps what one sow.
I will not reproach you thus, Life is full of unearned woes.
I won’t pick over bones of regret like the pitiless crows
Until the day I’ll watch and wait, as your flower grows
Watching you through those tinted windows
I will always see a trembling soul trapped inside a beautiful rose
(talesfromthemindofkristian)


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