Time Pass By
A crazy gloomy highway,
Whacky streets of birmingham,
Catostrophe like winter bloated in winds
Tremble like passion cursed to flow,
Sounds where i heard the first smirk,
Her eyelashes twinkled like whisky sky,
An irish coffee mocked me to look,
Her raindroping hair wrinkled my eyes,
An smothering truth or a soothing lie,
Sip on sip coffee hanged me high,
It was a rainy day,no one to say ,no one for bay,
It was her tranquilizer which made me die,
on the very moment which now pass by
That love on sight like a first pie bite
I hinder this road to look for her,
Which now looks like a labyrinth masscara that she floss on,
Roads came narrow, i glazed on to follow,
She moved to a door,that went inside lamped on floor
It was lazy me ,sure she was nice and it could have been a night
but now its better begin for my Redbricks lane,
My days are bad and luck is hard, let it be let time
pass by
coz her eyes are still in my eyes,
and its still a long winter and coffe shop is just two blocks aside.
by poems
Copyright © Vaibhav Zawar | Year Posted 2013
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