Today I’ll not look at them
Though the sky beckons
To fire my passion’s flame,
The flowers sway in wind
To stir something within
The sun paints it bright
For my thoughts to take a flight
The day in my ears hums
When the night comes
Won’t your eyes turn
And in the moon burn
To set your dreams free
In the form of poetry?
Though I’ve taken a vow
I really don’t know how
To close my eyes to them
To douse my passion’s flame!