She liked to gaze at the painted skies,
As the tranquil winds unsettle her wavy locks.
The jealous clouds try and run amok,
Alas!! Time sweeps away her beautiful smiles.

Perhaps fates can write beautiful lies,
As I color her memories on small rocks.
She liked to gaze at the painted skies,
As the tranquil winds unsettle her wavy locks.

Are these tears that fall of my eyes?
I guess it’s time for another lonely walk,
Where solitude await me to mock.
Yet another day passes as I reminisce her dreams and smiles,
She liked to gaze at the painted skies.