With a few bottles of beers
Under the shades of lunar layers
Will you like to hear
The untold story
Of my lovely neighbor
That I love to remember
In my lonely leisure…
Sometimes I wonder
If she ever remembers
How I used to feel her
In those brutal winter morns,
If she ever remembers
The way I felt her…
With the moaning dew drops
On the misty wheat corns;
And I keep wondering
Once in a full Moon
With the warmth of my pains
If she ever remembers
The way I felt her
In those grey summer rains…
With a few bottles of beers
Under the shades of lunar layers
Will you like to hear
The silent story
Of my lovely neighbor
That I love to remember
In my lonely leisure…
She was my cutest neighbor
In the far west corner
From my open balcony,
Under a white ginger lily.
As the lonely wanderer
Along our Little Run river
I kept taking my breather
Near her home close to the valley.
And I used to wait for hours
With my heart beating so harder
For a glimpse of her eyes.
In those tameless young days
And I loved to watch her
Taking lonely lunar showers,
With the music of the night
In the melting moon rays,
In those warm autumn days
I saw her gliding like the fays
In a blast of color beams
By the lake and the streams…
Though she might've never seen
A boy fetching all the blues,
Kept squandering all his noons;
Kept drawing summer dreams...
With a few bottles of beers
Under the shades of lunar layers
Will you like to hear
The silent story
Of my lovely neighbor
That I love to remember
In my lonely leisure…
She left one day
With a million untold words
That I had to hide and cover
In my heart forever….
And she left
In a late autumn morn
Before I could greet the waking dawn…
With a million unborn dreams
That I had to hide and cover
In the wild green grass
With a few frozen layers…
With a few bottles of beers
Under the shades of lunar layers
Will you still wanna hear
The untold story
Of my Lovely neighbor
For whom I still wonder
If she ever remembers
The boy in love with her…
Will you still wanna hear
The unsung story
Of my Lovely neighbor
For whom I still wonder
If she ever remembers
The boy from Moonrevoir
Who was once in love with her…
© Atique R.
