Friday, April 16, 2010
I saw through the speechless glass.
Across the road on the cross,
And somewhere I knew I seen that face,
Strangely even the name in my memory I could trace.
Yet so strange, I saw the known stranger,
Smile unmatched, looks so splendor,
The curls went right to the neck,
The bold eyes shining brown and awake.
And I still in my usual seat,
A cold chocolate coffee,
And a fag to the lips.
Happy to have swept through time
Till the turn my eyes couldn't linger.
Memories cleared, the fog amidst mist,
A small ray of hope unseen,
Blooms a face amidst a thousand amidst.
A tender smile and a soft kiss
That's all I could remember from my oblivion bliss.