Call of a Daisy
Where do you go, O lover boy?
With a heart crushed into pieces
A body that is deprived of spirit
And a face filled with creases.
Come along, and sit on the meadow
See how my chums dance with breeze
Gracefully swaying their fine stalks
Playfully attracting the busy bees.
Tell me boy, what aches you inside?
What makes you cry and weep in grief?
I'm Daisy, the harbinger of spring
I can bring you merriment and relief.
Oh dear! Don't pluck my petals
It hurts my soul, it gives me pain
For the sake of your love
Who doesn't reciprocate the same.
Look at the canopy of azure sky
Lend your ears to the rolling streams
The melody created within the sphere
Is more bewitching than it seems.
In rainy days and stormy nights
When squalling wind cuts through us
We stand together bleeding heavily
Only to put a smile after the muss.
We all get cut, we all get ripped
We all get healed, fixed and cured
Boy, this is the tedious tale of life
Relish every moment being toured.
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