Once in a while you get shown the light

by Swarnab Saha September. 15, 2017 1290 views

As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air,
From the other direction, she was calling my eye,
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try.
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes.
And I knew without askin' she was into the blues.
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls,
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.
In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough,
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff.
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door,
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before.
Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong.
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song.
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right.
Well, there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves,
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues.
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes,
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by.

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Pam Brighton 2 years, 6 months ago

Wonderful images, very moody and compelling. Do you write the poems yourself?

2 years, 6 months ago Edited
Swarnab Saha Replied to Pam Brighton 2 years, 6 months ago

no its not my poem,its song of an old band name "greatful dead",i just tried to make with my photos,thanks for your words.

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