Everytime I close my eyes,
I sense a gaze, a presence, no fear.
Somewhere along, another existence
probably leads a life similar.
We wait for destiny or a coincidence.
sometimes forgetting about chance..
Theres many a roads and many a paths.
Not one but several leading to a start, and some finishes.
Along the road we meet a few souls,
Some pebbles, fruits and tears to roll.
Each makes the journey a complete whole,
Each moves away or sometimes sticks to the sole-
Like that speck of dirt you wonder about
-How did that appear?
Like those words which you never ever thought
you would crave to hear..
Petals bloom and colours fill the moon
Under the starry starry night
Your eyes glint, as the twilight nears.