“A Story Untold” by Krishna Bhaskar is a bittersweet melody of what could’ve been—part cowboy heartache, part poetic hug. Set under the vast Texas sky with fries, forgotten plans, and lingering hope, it’s a quiet anthem for the beautifully unresolved.
When I opened the letters
There was none from you
Lover or traitor
I don’t have a clue
They say sky in Texas
is big and blue
The wides amongst us
Were bigger and true
I will get it together
And I really don’t care
I’ll have myself
And smiles to share
I am rusty and old
Kind but bold
Warm but cold
A story untold
April showers
May bring flowers
Seasons go on
With dusks and dawns
When you visit old Dallas
Come to my little palace
Will go for a walk
May have a good talk
At Park & Greenville
Just down a street
This place from Nashville
We can grab a bite to eat
We can share a fry
And force us to cry
With the stories from past
The plan that didn’t last