I never wanted to touch the sky..
I never wanted to reach at d top..
Wat i always wanted is to see is d shadow of your eyelids..
which are too tiny to hide anything..
Once while capturing ur eyes, i noticed...
they do talk to each other..
they do hide their shyness..
they twinkles, they clatters..
they dazzle..they dwindle..
sometimes they whisper in my ear..
sometimes they don't even glare..
sometimes they come across my dreams..
sometimes they bother me here and dere..
sometimes they become acquaintance..sometimes my fear..
they seems to be a water lake..
and den I wonder, can they pretend fake?
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 4:15 AM UTC
I never wanted to touch the sky..
I never wanted to reach at d top..
Wat i always wanted is to see is d shadow of your eyelids..
which are too tiny to hide anything..
Once while capturing ur eyes, i noticed...
they do talk to each other..
they do hide their shyness..
they twinkles, they clatters..
they dazzle..they dwindle..
sometimes they whisper in my ear..
sometimes they don't even glare..
sometimes they come across my dreams..
sometimes they bother me here and dere..
sometimes they become acquaintance..sometimes my fear..
they seems to be a water lake..
and den I wonder, can they pretend fake?
