Member Rara Avis
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium
Wonderful tales of love, you weave, ever so romantic, ever so classy...
Sven, your poems are a delight to read...
P.S. a spelling error has creeped in 8 lines from the end (rescued). sorry for pointing out a very small blemish, but thought it necessary to point it anyway...
Hey you, out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile, can you feel me?
Hey you, don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me?
Hey you, with your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out, would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home....
by Roger Waters (Pink Floyd) - The Wall