Your Eyes...
why is it that my imagination
is full of tragedy!
I look into your eyes
and my imagination
triggers off...
I walk along with you
on the narrow trail,
hand in hand.
I climb up,
I extend my hand
and pull you up
smiling, laughing,
walking, talking,
we keep climbing up
this goes on for a while
until we reach the pinnacle
of a scenic mountain top
you are in my arms.
I can see clouds
hugging the mountain below
force of the wind is such
that I am unable to keep
my balance
here is beauty
along with fear
I want to be here.
I want to be near.
Yet, I fear
to be here
I look away.
Yet,
I want to look
into your eyes.
why?
- Musten Jiruwala
is full of tragedy!
I look into your eyes
and my imagination
triggers off...
I walk along with you
on the narrow trail,
hand in hand.
I climb up,
I extend my hand
and pull you up
smiling, laughing,
walking, talking,
we keep climbing up
this goes on for a while
until we reach the pinnacle
of a scenic mountain top
you are in my arms.
I can see clouds
hugging the mountain below
force of the wind is such
that I am unable to keep
my balance
here is beauty
along with fear
I want to be here.
I want to be near.
Yet, I fear
to be here
I look away.
Yet,
I want to look
into your eyes.
why?
- Musten Jiruwala
Comments
This was beautiful...