Oh you are still here ;
sitting behind that little old window .
Looking somewhere far ,across the land;
I wonder who is there , the one you want to see.
There used to be a river across , but has dried long back ;
But you keep looking for its signs with weary eyes .
Like the river , they are drying too ;
shadows and grief is all that I can see.
There has been days , when they light up ;
Thinking the harsh summer has finally gone .
But the thought of spring is just a mirage;
Soon it disappears as you move closer .
The footprints of love forms a circle below ;
A circle of pain and unending loneliness.
You try to hide them
in your vacant smile ;
The more you do, the
darker they grow .
I know it hasn't been easy to face ;
You were living and laughing and finding yourself .
But those moments of horror has taken it all ;
Now the sounds of laughter is noise that hurt ,
The more you drown the more it burns .
You can’t wash them away with tears my friend ;
Just keep the river flowing in your heart .
Time will bring slowly
the winds of change ;
Feel that damp moist breeze when it comes.
Someday the clouds will
gather , and it will rain ;
And your eyes will glow and dance again .
