How can one not answer such a call?
Golden words yet the feelings so much richer.
Running away, afraid to fall,
Foolishly not knowing it is you who beseeches her.
The stars you gaze at, the muse that will never fail,
The melody of the wind floating by,
The silence that appears to prevail,
The warmth seeping through, making you sigh.
How can one ever understand words that are commuted through ones eyes?
One long look that can mesmerize and leave you feeling tingled.
The windows that let you peep into her soul cries,
Too long has her tongue been tied.
One can never escape such deep rooted thoughts,
There can be magic yet in this worldly place,
You just have to reach out and grasp.
One brief memory can sustain a lifetime of evils,
Why then do you let her go, why do you believe in what she says?
Perhaps she runs away with fear of losing it all from her clasp.
If indeed she does walk away,
She’d hide in an alcove in the midst of rain,
So that she with her memory may lay,
Till the end of time, when they may reunite yet again.
Neither At the top of the Cliff
Nor at the bottom of ocean
I escaped into the timeless space
now,I never want to come back rather i let go
prefer a cry rather a hug
why go to wild to gaze the stars?
Chase them till the last breath.
Speech is gift to be preseved
lets speak out the difference and split if inevitable
never known to fear,never known to share
never felt ill or never will
As time passes by ,moments fade
living in past eludes the future.
every one is born free and will live free
never was bounded and never would
Neither At the top of the Cliff
Nor at the bottom of ocean
How can one not answer such a call?
Golden words yet the feelings so much richer.
Running away, afraid to fall,
Foolishly not knowing it is you who beseeches her.
The stars you gaze at, the muse that will never fail,
The melody of the wind floating by,
The silence that appears to prevail,
The warmth seeping through, making you sigh.
How can one ever understand words that are commuted through ones eyes?
One long look that can mesmerize and leave you feeling tingled.
The windows that let you peep into her soul cries,
Too long has her tongue been tied.
One can never escape such deep rooted thoughts,
There can be magic yet in this worldly place,
You just have to reach out and grasp.
One brief memory can sustain a lifetime of evils,
Why then do you let her go, why do you believe in what she says?
Perhaps she runs away with fear of losing it all from her clasp.
If indeed she does walk away,
She’d hide in an alcove in the midst of rain,
So that she with her memory may lay,
Till the end of time, when they may reunite yet again.