Where is she
Who was in love with me ?
I need her now
In my life to be.
Where did she go,
Who took her away,
Is she fine , happy and gay ?
And that friend close
Also left me alone
Why me again, my flesh and bone ?
Puzzle of life still the same
Playing our roles in the game
Wish to die for name and fame
Reasons unknown; oh what a shame.
Could there be , a story untold
Could there be , a reason to unfold
I wish to know the unknown story
But not in dead and not in cold.
Who was in love with me ?
I need her now
In my life to be.
Where did she go,
Who took her away,
Is she fine , happy and gay ?
And that friend close
Also left me alone
Why me again, my flesh and bone ?
Puzzle of life still the same
Playing our roles in the game
Wish to die for name and fame
Reasons unknown; oh what a shame.
Could there be , a story untold
Could there be , a reason to unfold
I wish to know the unknown story
But not in dead and not in cold.
impressive.. :)
ReplyDeleteis that ur painting....it shows so much pain....so beutifully canvased.
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