Leaf in the book..

I see a moving train, sigh, I don't board it..
I walk to see the sun following me..
I had looked into your eyes, to spot a dot..
It had a pack of expressions, but not for me..
I had seen you come close, me to myself..
You aren't the one for whom I had waited ..
Just that our paths crossed, a gamble of God..
I see you go, in the shadows of time..
As does the leaf that fall, what a sight..
I pick one for you, for your memory, for your love..

Angel..

Unusual, people complain the world is blue..
I see a canvas in front of your brown eyes..
That has me painted in it, in a countryside road..
The occasional twinkles and the shines, amuses me..
Mother of creation, as you have always been..
To the beautiful things that I see, that exists..
I run to catch a glimpse of palette that you have..
The white, had green, had blue, had red, then white..
I know to discover the magic you flaunt and boast..
Picture shaping up, had a smile, a white smile..

Blessed..

I am the child of God, the one I have not seen..
I sit in the ocean bed to see a white bird fly west..
In the blue horizon I belong and the waters that wave..
I stand firmly, not moving a inch, it's you who drag me..
And hit me with the same love, as you used to do before..
I am a genius in opening up the wrapper, that I am in..
To show the world that, mate, I am not lonely anymore..
Blessed I am, to have seen the world before I open my eyes..
I'l read every landmark that would lead me to you, in hymn..
For the twinkle in my eyes, It's you, that I see..

I Still Love..

I have seen you grow, to glow from where you stand..
Love, although I try to avoid you, forget you, look at you..
As it feels, to feel like a royal in midst of roaming crowd..
I am not in love with you, nor is the world with me..
But I breathe here, bath here, bed here, buy here..
In my path..
I wont carry the laurels which people shower on me..
I wont carry the recognitions that I gain from the peers..
I wont carry the bread that I get at each moonfall..
I wont carry the darkness that I think I am surrounded..
I wont carry the love I longed for, as I still see you in it..

Dilemma..

Cliff hanger, as that is rightly called, dilemma of choosing..
This ain't the one which would lead one to the one breath..
Nor to the place that is governed by Godman with shades..
Thunders that one hears is the voice that is hidden inside..
Won't wait for the lightning to kiss the cheek..
Wonders, are hence, are the beginners luck of the life..
More one travels, more is the chance to start..
On the notes, that has never been played exists..
Let the track change or let, change the track, dilemma..