Eli Eli Lama Sabachthani?

Among the green fields we will walk
Hand in hand. The little me and big you
My hands clasped in yours, self assuring and brimming with confidence
We will leave the world behind
Let me find you peace my friend
Tell you how beautifully I lived

We will sit beside The Rock
Find some shade when the Sun is high in the sky
May be I can pull out my Guitar and play it just for you
May be you can sing a song for me, at least now
You can be You and talk your heart out
Would I get mad like I did at times?
How I long to hear the voice

Let me start with a Minor Chord, An A or an E, my favorites
Let my poem begin with a Sad note
Isnt Pain what made me write for the first time
So yea, let it be a Minor Chord
and we will transition into Majors

I will sit there and play it until I can play no more
The private concert my friend
I will play it all alone. For our friendship For You.
I am remembering the last lines of Your Song
How You laughed at the stupidity of the Soaps

The Night when I last saw you smile your heart out
The following day when my food made you smile
How can I ever tell anyone how much I miss You
People say, Its inevitable. Life goes on.
How can I tell them why my Guitar Weeps?

All the Chords look scattered
They cant find their way home into my heart anymore
Thy say, what difference does it even make you pretentious Bastard
These strings, rusting just like my heart
I can neither feel the soul of The Strings
Nor the voices of these Chords

But I will play the Music for You.
I remember how much You loved listening to, watching me play
So I will. The Sun is high. I will play when no one but The Moon watches over me
I will play when the Rains wash my tears
I will play when my heart dries up in the Scorching heat
I will play until you hear me out

Hold my hand. Let me feel that beard.
Let me crack some stupid joke and hear you laugh.
Let me just hear it once more. Let me!