Thursday 20 May 2010

Good bye
You told me it was forever
You told me you’ll never leave me
How can memories fade out
Like a blue jeans, which has lost
its colour out of frequent washing
o don’t say good bye
else my heart faint when
sorrow nears my tent and
none to my rescue comes.

yet now is the hour that
I must say good bye

Soon I sail far across the sea
When you are gone
my winter will be long,
silence swallows the whispers
under the shady trees.
The night sky will need no light
friends would be gone
lovers could be lost
O please remember me
when you return?
You’ll find me waiting here.
Will you return to me?
O don’t say good bye.
O never say good bye.

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