*There she stood with a forsaken look,
Holding close to her breast a tattered book
Suddenly her nervous gaze fell upon me
I froze; my eyes glazed and I couldn’t see.
Couldn’t bear the sadness in her eyes
My heart was filled with un-exhaled sighs
Suffered she had a lot, in life’s meandering by - lane
The passing gusts hurting her like a hapless wind vane.
An emotional upsurge welled deep inside me
To protect her, to warm her freezing hands
To offer her solace, comfort her
And take upon myself the cause of her misery
But the moment was lost, as if ****** in by the sea
She was gone, in the desert, like a billowing grain of sand.
An entrancing soul and a classical beauty,
In freezing weather standing under the yew tree
Who was she? I guess I shall never know
A misty dream still lingers inside my heart’s window.*
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 2:22 AM UTC
*There she stood with a forsaken look,
Holding close to her breast a tattered book
Suddenly her nervous gaze fell upon me
I froze; my eyes glazed and I couldn’t see.
Couldn’t bear the sadness in her eyes
My heart was filled with un-exhaled sighs
Suffered she had a lot, in life’s meandering by - lane
The passing gusts hurting her like a hapless wind vane.
An emotional upsurge welled deep inside me
To protect her, to warm her freezing hands
To offer her solace, comfort her
And take upon myself the cause of her misery
But the moment was lost, as if ****** in by the sea
She was gone, in the desert, like a billowing grain of sand.
An entrancing soul and a classical beauty,
In freezing weather standing under the yew tree
Who was she? I guess I shall never know
A misty dream still lingers inside my heart’s window.*
Who was she?
