I’m Lonesome without you…
So lonesome so grey
Without you…
Like a tree…
Withering in autumns…
Like a sky
Without a moon
Am so lonesome
That I would die
Without you…
So lonesome so grey
Without you…
So take me to my end…
Hold my brain
Scratch the memories
And then
Bleed me to death…
Coz I’m so lonesome
So lonesome without you
That I would not live
So take my breath
Take my heart
Pierce it once more
Let the sky fall
Let the earth fall apart
Let the demons torch my soul
Let it be, let it be
But take me to my end
Because am so lonesome
So lonesome without you
That this question of life after
Matters no more to me
I am lost like a tiny bubble
In the hot humid weary life
So do not guard my wit anymore
Just guide me to grave
Because….
I’m Lonesome without you…
So lonesome so grey
Without you…
That I would love to die
If I am not to live with you
Then
…..
The song goes on
As mind draws no conclusions
But gets into more confusions
Unlike of Shakespeare’s
That would turn into greatness
There is no trace of sanity
And not be found any rhyme
In a poet’s verses ever again
As the bleakness takes him
From head to the bottom of soul
The song will end someday
But trees will never see the brightness
Of green leaves, as the essence
That brings life has embraced death
The death onto and into itself
So the autumns will persist
For days, years and ages to come
Like a never ending maze
It will shine with black light
With tinge of pain and remorse
Indented Adieu
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