Same Song, Different Tune - Poem by Leah Ayliffe
I hear a song of blues and love
On a day of sunshine and coffee delight
The guitar strings and the angelic voice reserves a calming space in my mind
Dreamy little waves to a paradise of palm trees and disco balls
Somewhere far away from here
But here is alright for now, and that will change as it does with a switch in the breeze
of my thoughts
God knows it’s alright for now.
I paint my nails in silver sparkles like the stars that light up my life
I put on my blue jeans that fit my thighs just right
Swaying to the music of these days which pass in blurs
The same album on repeat, but it’s still beautiful
My favourite record to keep warm on cold blue days
Lit like the hottest fire revealing its blue flames
It fascinates me how time destroys and rebuilds
Everything grows into something more or less, something,
Someone different than before
It is not in the forward motion of time though
I am the same, but not like how I was
The cycle is constant and it all comes around back to the beginning
Where you are not you and I am not me, but we are still the same soul
Walking with the same feet just in different shoes,
Perhaps on a slightly different path
Is there such a thing as starting again?
No one really notices these things because it blends over into one another
It is often too late when the metamorphoses is made whole
Mourning the skin of who we were left behind at the old front door
It is a funeral for those who adored in the little thing you once lived as
The mask of the past
To me it’s like a day of happiness
Walking away from their false obligations to the world
The world asks for nothing of you except to love her
I was once free
I was free to love the whole world and float like an angel bound to earth
Kissing the dirt with bare feet and laughing like a new dime
I recovered from who I was and found who I needed to be
It took losing everything I thought I knew
To find the most beautiful shining truth
We are everything; we are whatever we want to be.
No demons, no chains, except your own frame of mind.
What a gorgeous way to begin a new year
We would stay out late,
party til the sky turned from dark blue to fiery visions of orange and pink
relying on new friends being kind and adoring in all that we were.
Spring and summertime were like eating ice-cream by a poolside
Or neon lights at dark listening to my favourite song at the local dive.
Where am I now? Who is this girl sitting back at her parents' home writing about another time, another life
A girl who was alive not too far away from just yesterday...
It's one of the many deaths I've died, but I've reawaken to someone stranger than before, that I recognize as someone who I thought was gone long ago.
Autumn is quite lovely today
But it’s cold and lonely.
The voices around me startle me in their mundane nature
Everything is fine, yet nothing is the same.
I don’t know how to leave it all behind,
It’s harder to get lost in nostalgia and remember the way it was
My mind is wandering..... I don’t know how I’m living
I press play.
At least I have the music to keep me sane.
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