Melancholy, no! not even a trace.
This one is untitled
As I wonder what to name it, maybe ‘Exulted’,
Harking back to the initial thought
Damn! I always forget, mumma says, “tie a knot”.
You will remember what you thought
I just grabbed it, it just got caught
Cries my thought
Halcyon face brimming with joy
I am going weak at the knees, O boy.
Her brown eyes snatches life away
I look into them
So peaceful, so serene
O eyes, you are mean
It makes me dream
Like Benson’s solo absolutely smooth and clean
But wait, I have peeped into them
I can see my life ebbing away
Who is to blame? Are you going to take the claim?
Now I don’t care
I wish to stare as the drummer hits the snare
You stand there and enjoy the finger popping tune
Someone asks the name of the song
We call it ‘Sand Dune’.
Harking back yet again to the initial thought
I wonder why I get lost
Someday it is going to cost
O you when will I reveal?
That my heart is steal
Should be stolen but who cares
Until it is rhyming the Nash way
The forgotten thought I missed you again
My girl, when will I reveal
The thoughts and what I feel
They say, “One day my friend, one day.”
This one’s silly because everything’s blur
As you read you might find her
Hidden in the words
Chirping like tiny birds.