Her Eyes - II

This post is a continued feeling, or rather an ensuing realization of this post: Her Eyes.

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Behind those blue eyes
I failed to see your lies
Deep into waxed cries
I lay still; tagged unwise

It's sad but true
Couldn't read your moves
Cause I felt love in my grooves
With you gone; it proves

                                                                             Source: My Heart

In times, I have realized
With love, there comes a disguise
If you wouldn't be wise
You'll get entangled in lies
Behind those hazel eyes
Because that's where hope lies
That's where the blue skies
Always meet the sunrise..

#This is dedicated to someone who, if by any chance is reading this, thinks that I am writing this to collect the sympathies of the few who come here and read my rants. And is probably not missing me. 

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I was wrong when I thought that I am a grown-up mature man who could take care of her. I didn't. I realize it now that I wasn't the one I always had thought I was. I was different. I was inexperienced and unsure. Dependent. It feels that a tide of realization has gushed through me. If you're reading this, just be safe and always stay happy. Love was a bitter experience for me, and I think for you too. But my friendship wasn't. And that's why, I hope you keep these rhyming feelings in mind and choose wisely. Cause I won't be there to watch over you, in times to come. You'll be missed.

A Pretty Face

A pretty face, I rewind in my mind
Everyday for a while, when I dream of flying

                                                                 Source: Google

She pours by the skin to make me feel
A reality far more than I see

Swinging on the fresh green grass
She makes the butterflies dance
Completely unaware
She makes all heads glance
Oh..she's just so beautiful

She comes along; every time
Unlike any other pretty face
She's there, she's here and everywhere
A pretty face, a never seen grace
I see everyday for a while
Sitting alone, when I dream of flying

On the moonlit floor
Beneath the swirling twilight
We fly together with wide open eyes
To a place never seen before
Happy smiles show up once more

Until I open my eyes
And everything falls back to before
Broken days and time wasted
Nobody dreaming no more

Days pass by as by the window I once again lie
To close my eyes and reach for the sky
And then I see a pretty face
A beautiful face, a never seen grace

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# कैसा है यह सफ़र, ढूंढति हैं जिसको नज़रें, जाने है वो किधर! 

Fire That Won't Ever Burn Out..

Hundreds of stories

See through my glass
Another wave in the ocean
A little ignorance in time
Transparent drop on grass

A soft drop of kindness
Giving out a different color; dull light
Unwarranted and unrequited
Like a rumpled piece of paper
Mistaken days; swaying choices

Countless good occasions
Flying away leaving untidy marks
And repelling mysteries
That beautiful smile
Remains in the sky and dreams

An awaiting implosion
High on stupidity and rage
Ain't no ship in the harbour
No place to keep quiet
Darkness maybe beautiful
Eagerness in situation

Retreat on cards
Death knell looking heavy
About to strike an ending
No reason to stop and say
No wishing for retards

I'm gonna send you all the dreams
Removing all my tethering screams
I'm gonna see through my glass
I'm gonna say a hundred stories
Next time, I'm gonna be more
More than a wave in the ocean
More than what mirror of now shows

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..... said the diary of a daft old woman, long forgotten and unwillingly bathed in the tides of time. She is going with a hope to return back. With a different set of choices. With a promise of lightening the globe next time with a fire that never burns out. Eyes closed.

"All Through Time" - A Song

One of the first songs I wrote. When I needed a little more love than I've ever had. It's time I reveal that I am craving for someone to share my feelings with. It's time I say it out loud that I miss her. Again.

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Things have changed so suddenly
You flew away leaving me lonely
Here I am, going on without you
Bitter and hapless mistakes surround me
All my chances, undone

I'm all ashes as I say
I could make everything right
I could stop the distance
Give you an answer
And then make a change
That feels good inside

This life feels so alone

It's 4 am and I lay on the cold floor
No one to see me through my door
Looking all around for you with a broken smile
If only you stayed for a while

Here I am, going on without you

Without making any more memories
All the realities, undone

I'm all ashes as I say

You were made to be mine
All through time; all through time..

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# Does this come close to being a song? If it does, then does me writing this song for her prove that I am still in love with her? If again it does, then does this imply that my love for her was true? I want you to answer these questions. For her.
# This post does not have any picture. What did you imagine from the lyrics above?