Spring- The season of love (4 season quadrology)

I met this funny girl, in a rusty lane,

The way she made me laugh, blew up my brain,

And all the trees in the yard,

All the flowers in the orchard,

We all felt the same thing,

As love blossomed like a spring.

I met this funny girl, and we met again,

We both fell in love, walking in that lane,

And all those birds up in the tree,

 Chirped and felt happy for me,

The leaves all started dancing,

As love blossomed like a spring.

It is the season of love,

This lovely season of spring,

It is when grass begins to sway,

It is when air begins to sing,

It’s time to bury all the pain,

It’s time to bloom out again,

It’s time to drive down that road,

In the season of love; unload,

Unload,

All of your pain, your tears, your sad memories,

Unload,

It is the season of love, go dance in the breeze,

Unload,

It is the time when air begins to smell sweet,

Unload,

Go blossom like a flower in this season of spring.

Mayhem

I was a fool, you had me follow,

Sucked me and left me hollow,

You had what you craved for,

Broke me and left me to wallow.

You knew I had those feelings,

Brought me on the knees kneeling,

Leaving me nursing a scar,

That will never be healing.

So thanks for all you gave to me,

I’ll take theses scars to my grave to be,

But no, won’t take no more of them,

It’s time for me to unleash mayhem.

I know you will come back,

Try and catch me in your trap,

But guess what the fly I’m not,

Your silken threads will be left to rot.

This time I will be prepared,

Know these scars can’t be repaired,

Will kiss thy venomous lips,

To keep my pain always flared.

So thanks for all you did to me,

This pain I will make you feel,

And no you won’t get to run,

It’s time for love to witness mayhem.