17 December, 2007

ADAGIO

Seldom shades of her eyes are met
With brooding days of escapades
And she's bright but the thoughts are wild
Who knows which voice will claim a choice

Summer brings no release
There's no season of true peace
Anguish is no caprice
Sleepless night will not ever cease

When I show her the lines I wrote
She likes the most the rhymes of loss
But those tales are about her ways
She'll never know about my love

She will find a release
Hugging threes gives her heart peace
Raging beat might decrease
If it stops so I'll also cease

Hide in you curled up shape
Like a cocoon
Blame all of your despair
On frowns of the moon

Be serene
Learn to feel
In the dark

And in deed
Once in thrill
You'll be stark