When Heaven was snatched away from me…
Why do men want to reach the skies,
why do they reach out above,
why do they want more,
when they have heaven here in the globe.
why, i wonder, would you want to leave,
why would one want to flee,
your eyes can’t see,
the paradise he has given thee.
It is not the bird’s call, nay,
it is not the gentle stream,
nor is it the vibrant day,
that make me feel as in a dream..
it is neither the flower,
nor the bee,
nor is it
the season’s glee.
It is not the grave, no,
nor the ring,
not even the tender swing.
This part of me i owe to thee,
that would leave me begging on my knees,
why would i want to leave,
when you make heaven here for me, my friend.
I never dreamed
of such a day,
which would take you away,
why is it so,
that i can’t find a way,
where i need not leave you behind..
all i have to show,
are the remnants of a broken vow,
the storm in my mind, the sorrow,
that threatens never to go.
the way i had to bow,
when it was torn, my soul,
the way i had to go.
The way I’m being devoured, slow,
the pain, the source – the gaping hole,
Yes, that’s all that is left of me, a hole,
and my worn out soul.
And i need to let you know,
what now I’ve come to know,
how much you meant to me,
and how heaven was snatched away from me.
Licensed under CC according to my friend’s recommendation.