Into eyes with wonder
what else is there ?
but the all too familiar
feelings of being alone
Unfolded memories
wrapped in whispers
sedated by too many
unanswered questions
unspoken words
turned into sighs
Eyes can see through
nakedness of cold breezes
what was joyful
is ablaze from within
Till the last ashes
wishing in vain
the moon and its rain
silent wait can be insane
