Summer fails,
Clouds disappear,
The winds drop,
The flowers don’t bloom,
All the leaves wither away, a fall in the mid-summer June.
And you are left wondering,
Of all that the summer promised
All that it offered,
All that was destined, but never happened
That summer,that sunshine
That never came but just went.
Went, far away, to cold distant lands
Never to return.
Never to sing of the songs we learnt.
But only to haunt us forever,
Forever, until this sun burns
Of all the things we couldn't overturn.