Saturday, 18 April 2015

She is beautiful

She is beautiful, so I sit beside her.
With this hope that
Someday, someway her large eyes
May fall upon me.
Her black eyes,
My home of silent prayer.

It is few moments though
But thousand years for me
Don't wake me up O dear
Let me drink forever.
She is beautiful, so I sit beside her.

I find myself at the end of path
Deep gorge waits for me
Should I jump?
Confused I quickly climb down the stairs.
She is beautiful, so I sit beside her.

Beauty is pride, indifferent
Still ants come near the fire
To die - for what reason?
Will it give peace?
I need to know, so I sit beside her.

She is so beautiful, so I sit beside her.

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