Wednesday, October 31, 2012
The New Me
The brightness of her face soothes me so
That I close my eyes and go into a trance
As if she carries the early winter morning sun….
She manes her ruffled hair, standing on her terrace
The mysterious smile hides her true feelings, perhaps
But her naughty eyes give away a confession….
Speech haywire, thoughts directionless and mood swings
Everything seems going just the opposite of what I want
My heart resisted, the heart is the culprit to give in….
A move makes the winds go wild
A stare makes time stall its move
A step towards me commands my heart beat…
Am searching for my old careless self
I am becoming someone she needs me to be
I love her. I love the new me.