How can it be? It's just a brunch!
Yet you sit here spellbinding me..
And nobody is
watching, except for your eyes
And your sight fills
the room
The music that’s
playing melts in this moment
And I realize my eyes
are not dry..
They say something
beautiful, your eyes
Like a lovely song in
a language I can’t understand
The music of which
only I comprehend
And I don’t wish to
memorize the tune
But just the bliss to
stay and linger around
In this moment
untouched by the world outside
So I beg to borrow
some time from all the time I have
to defer the next
second not containing this moment
But this moment is so
strong and yet light
Like a dove set to
take its flight
How do I keep it till
this song ends
till your eyes leave
mine?
We do the talking
through the curves on our face
We walk the lanes of the
memories that have just flashed
Only if I could
praise; and if at all I could praise
The beauty of what we
are going through now, this day
I would write forever
and still remain unsated
And to understand the
depth of this moment
I will have to seed
it in all my dreams
We remain seated next
to each other
And I feel as safe as
if I were in your arms
We don’t move as if
happily paralyzed
Yet I’m living a
thousand lives
I don’t know, how you
feel and if you understand
But all that your
eyes contrive
Is like a dreamy
place in a mist
Where I wish to
remain endlessly
But you don’t
understand
And I would know, if
you did
The mirage that your
eyes have created
Will do no good to me
afterwards, amidst those sands
Tell me if this music
will flow
Or is it just a
fantasy that I plough?
