On a day so dark when the sky’s so low
I wonder deep inside if she’ll ever know
So here’s to a dream so high and dry
Will I ever know why she didn’t say goodbye
So bring me a glass of red red wine
Let me sing to a love that was once mine
But words don’t come no matter how I try
And I’ll never know why she didn’t say goodbye
I know it’s been such a long long time
Oh when she sang my love’s lost chime
But she went away like seasons in the sky
And I’ll never know why she didn’t say goodbye
So bring my guitar while I write this song
Lord, let me sing from night till dawn
But tears don’t stop no matter how I try
And I’ll never know why she didn’t say goodbye
I know it’s been such a long long time
When birds up above all sang their rhyme
But times that I knew seem lost in the sky
And I’ll never know why she didn’t say goodbye
Yet I know those days will never come again
Back when she sang in the lemon scented rain
Lord, if it’s life then I’d rather die
And I’ll never ask why she didn’t say goodbye.
Gautam Dhar
June 8, 2004
Lansing MI
“Lord, if it’s life then I’d rather die
And I’ll never ask why she didn’t say goodbye.”
The poem is beautiful but I love the way you have ended this poem. There could’ve not been any other way to end it so as to give justice to what is written above.
Keep writing my friend
GBU
Arti
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” Poets are mirror of the society ” who shows the dreams ,truth, events , and all
what happend around us. I like this poem, looks like the old passed time is suddenly
stood up in frount of me. lage raho munna bhai. whish you will go so high where
we try to see you the hat turn down from our head.
thanks& regds
mukesh
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