Thursday, April 29, 2010
He was visiting a favourite pub
Often thinking of those fine days
When everything was just right
Woman, wine, songs and dance.
Those days went by so fast
Now only thoughts left behind
And a sadness in his brown eyes
Nostalgia, as he thought of those nights.
He said, he loved this pretty woman
He often seen her in his dreams
Sitting there, she looked at him smiled,
Their eyes met in space for a little while.
One day he revisited the famous pub
She was not there, no sweetness around
His broken heart, eyes filled with tears
He sat alone, the world crumbled for him.
Tears in his eyes for loosing a dear heart
Thought, should tell her sooner that he loved her.
Love, that passed him by, with no word, "Goodbye"
He was upset, unhappy, and with broken heart!
April – 2010
By Zuzanna Musial
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