Lonely Painting

White wall,his canvas

Color's revealing stories

Of hope,of love, of rise and fall

And of long lost memories.

Sand bathed, scarred body

The boy, he looked outside the painting

Hand rested,sight arrested,

Fading events,Kneeled he was

His story he was telling

"I met her once again

Walking through the valleys

still the prettiest she was

Bearing all wonders envies

Running towards her with winds pace

Closer every time to her pretty face

I hold her hand in mine

With my heart on cloud nine.

My pretty owner she was

And She hugged me tight

And I loved her once again

Till the last ray of light.

We rode to this beautiful garden

Where every flower sings

Of love for every lover

We went to the church

With vows before holy mother

To seek each other forever

We walked out

And she wasn't with me

Inside I ran again

Oh but it was all in vain.

For I was left all alone

With her memories and

scars of love..

While she was lost and long gone".