The temple town
A temple town
I understand when I hear
the master singer,
I venture to ask her,
"when was your song born ? "
She replied with an accented song
Her body made few flowers shy
Her looks made few rainbows weep,
She sat there away from a virtual world
away from any illusion holding my eyes tenderly.
I told her a story
to make her happy,
but at the end
she wept saying
" i have a bitter past,
a hopeless future
and a turmoiled naked NOW "
The tall trees around us sighed,
the birds sang like master singer's
final song.
It was a sunset afternoon
in a temple town
the stone god hid his face
underneath red soil.
the master singer,
I venture to ask her,
"when was your song born ? "
She replied with an accented song
Her body made few flowers shy
Her looks made few rainbows weep,
She sat there away from a virtual world
away from any illusion holding my eyes tenderly.
I told her a story
to make her happy,
but at the end
she wept saying
" i have a bitter past,
a hopeless future
and a turmoiled naked NOW "
The tall trees around us sighed,
the birds sang like master singer's
final song.
It was a sunset afternoon
in a temple town
the stone god hid his face
underneath red soil.
