As I stroll across these lonesome gardens of vanity, searching for divinity,
The winds ruffle through my hair, I slow down my steps,
To think of the good times we had, smoking a cigarette,
I look upon the sky, and watch it go grey with a lightning in its eye,
It sure was something, a sign perhaps, telling me to stop thinking,
But I am an adventurous soul, I keep wandering amidst the ghosts of my past,
They talk to me, tell me what a change I have gone through since my days of grace.
The ghosts take me on a journey to see my past, and there I was standing in astonished embezzlement,
To see what called me, a child like character without any worries or guilt, but just a dream,
A dream to love, live and be loved, with such minimum expectations from the world,
But more faith in himself, I ask quietly…… What happened then?
Suddenly the room started to swirl, the leaves began to fly,
A loud noise of the lightning struck me, and there I was looking at an adolescent me,
In the arms of my beloved, I waked across the hall to take a closer look at her,
So beautiful, so pure just like a new born baby, born from the first drops of rain,
I feel exactly what I felt when I was there, at that very moment,
I remember I had promised myself that day, that I would stand by her no matter what,
And will do absolutely everything to keep that twinkle in her eyes intact, till I run out of my last breath.
The ghost slaps me hard, and the hall starts to swirl, the leaves began to fly,
A loud noise of the lightning struck me, and there I was gazing upon me a few years after,
Still standing with my beloved, but not in her arms, with moist eyes I look at her,
Standing next to me, so cold as if my tears are mere water, I stand in silence and look at myself,
So helpless, asking her WHY? Why did she do this, after putting my life at her feet,
Just to see her smile once, but she just stands there, with her hands folded on her chest,
Looking at me go away with my misery, I still have no answer as to why,
What did I do to deserve this, all I wanted was a little bit of love,
Someone who would take my hand, and say its going to be fine.
As I begin to weep staring at myself, my ghost says its time,
I land face first on the ground, just to realize that reality has hit me,
It was time, time for amendment, time for demolishing every memory of her,
But I couldn’t, I couldn’t do it, no matter what she did or I felt, that doesn’t
Change what I truly felt for her, from the blood in my veins to the mind insane,
They are all witnesses, to something way more greater than the self, Love.
Now I have changed again, I can see more clearly,
I still want to love, live and be loved, but I also will never forget you my beloved,
Till the last breath in body resides, you will be a part of me, intangible but feel so real,
I keep strolling in the lonesome gardens of vanity, searching for divinity.