contemplating on her thought
there she sits on a wooden chair
it seems like the end of the world
and there lays a girl with a golden stare.
a long walk she takes alone
in loneliness her heart moans
strangers pass by like (a) ghost
there lays a girl with an anguished soul.
stories untold, she whispers within
ear to listen, she struggles inbetween
Diamond enlighted wisdom, in silence she told
there lays a girl with a voice on her soul.
engrave in sadness she bleeds
tormented by distress she screams
her heart with a disasterous hole
there lays a girl with a colorful soul.
the world turns back on her
turns around, rids a high speed train
a drop of tear she wipes
there lays a girl with a tear on her soul.
numb is what her heart has become
smile is what she needs
awaiting a hand to caress her hair
there lays a girl with a golden stare.
COPYRIGHT SAJAN DANGOL 2012.