Sunday 31 May 2009

I Sit by the Window..

[Never write poetry with a fountain pen. The tears smear the ink. Unless, of course, it's a Cartier. That stuff dries quicker than one cries.]

When you said it was all over,
You shattered my heart;
If it was willed by our fate
That we should fall apart,
Then tell me, in the first place,
Why did I love you at all?
I just can't forgive myself for it:
It's entirely my fault.
Now my eyes are in tears,
My heart is in pain-
So I sit by the window,
And gaze at the rain,
And wonder if I will
Ever see you again.

The times we spent in the movies,
The evenings on the seashore:
My visits to these places
Won't be enjoyable any more.
How I used to love
Chatting with you on the phone;
Whom should I call now
When I'm feeling alone?
The days we were together,
I wish I could regain-
Now I sit by the window,
And gaze at the rain,
And wonder if I will
Ever see you again.

I don't get sleep in the nights,
I lie awake in my bed;
I can't stop thinking about you,
Your voice rings in my head.
I recall caressing your tresses,
Of which I was so fond;
To see your eyes light up
With a smile is all I want.
My memories of you are
Driving me insane-
So I sit by the window,
And gaze at the rain,
And wonder if I will
Ever see you again.

Please come back, my love,
I've turned over a new leaf;
Since you left me, my life
Has become an ocean of grief.
My life is not worth living
If I've to live it without you;
Forgive me, my love
And let us begin anew.
Give me a last chance-
Please come back to my lane;
Now I sit by the window,
And gaze at the rain
With the hope that you'll surely
Come back to me again.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I sit by the window,

Occasionally glancing up through the rain.
Wondering which of the buggars to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing.

-Pink Floyd, Pigs on the Wing (part 1)