So here I am;
Walking down the gallery,
Holding my hands in unison,
Trembling but begging for a permission,
Let me hold you once!
Up above are crossed stars
Or smiling moon tantalizes senses
‘Ignorance is bliss you say’
So be it; but it’s too late
How can I ever trust you again?
Fleeting time and,
Fiery yet glassy you,
Why colors’ of chameleons I say!
Truth sails the ocean called life,
Demands to get what it craves for
But for now,
Tired head asks for your shoulder
Let it rest there once!
Longing peace, nothing more!!