Thursday, September 23, 2010

And we watched.


23rd September 2010
 
And we watched.

The sky turns orange now,
And am still trying,
to hold the sun,
the day got lost
the moment it began,
but am left with your stars.

Remember,
  the way , we watched the clouds play?
between the roads,
besides the green grasses,
watching the sun,
taking photographs we
never had.

Orange and green,
the color of nature,
Blue and white
the color of you,
And i thought i was colorblind,
even before i met you,
you bought me something,
that the colors never told.

 
Faces made from mud,
idols of God ,
But for me it wil always
remind me of a today,
that a tommorow wont settle,
you bought me something,
he never sold.


you ask me not to wait,
But everytime you cross
that old lane,
you search for me.

And So do I.
May be I am like waves,
for ages that has never slept.
turning back ,
to the shore once in a while,
seeking for,
old footsteps that never devolve,
and breaking down,
even before the dream could began.

i wait, for that one second
like a leaf that still clings,
though autumn left,
for meteors, or falling stars
which wont return after years.

you ask me not to wait,
But everytime you cross
that old lane,
you will search for me.

And I will always wait,
for never should a moment come,
when you seek for me,
and am lost.
 
The sky turns orange now,
And am still trying
to hold the sun,
the day got lost
the moment it began,
but am left with your stars.

And we watched.




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