a love song

yeah, she was like a lone Lilly
that stood in the deepest part of the lake  
yeah, she was like a lone rose flower 
in a desert 
yeah, she was like a lone lotus 
that stood in a large lake 
yeah , she sang like a cuckoo 
but cuckoos too stopped singing 
just to hear her 
and they fell in to a long silence 
so sweet was her song 
that peacocks started to dance 
her song urged them 
to dance 


I stood there stunned by 
her beauty and 
her sweet sound 
the song hurting my heart 


yeah, it was a love song 
the man rich 
and the maid poor; but beautiful 
in the end the man deceives the poor girl 
and marries a rich girl 


yeah, the girl was cheated 
and thousands of girls 
get cheated now and then 
and the story continues 
without much change 


I stood there listening 
didn't dare to move 
lest she stopped singing 
and towards the end 
perhaps, the girl was 
crying !


I met her three days later 
I said : that song 
was pretty good 
she smiled, said nothing