This fragile piece of glass between us,
through which we keep looking at each other...
let it lie... as it is...
do not touch it... do not break it...
for it is our only hope,
to know each other...
looking at each other...
So what if it is a mirror!
we can still live with our contradictions,
looking at each other...
And my eyelids parted ways...
for the echo of the wink,
that resonated through Space
and reached eternity....
For when you are gone...
gone are the reasons to wink....
and to relive moments of euphoria.
With every wink now,
come more reasons to never open these eyes....
but my eyelids, they part ways, still
hoping you'll hear the echos of the silence
resonating in your heart...
I await those eyes, for in them lie
My reasons to live again...
My reasons to reach eternity....
Author: Anonymous
When Ecstasy builds up,
it is like raga Reethigowla bubbling.
And feet dont tend to feel the ground.
