its a rare happening
my soul remains stuck to
heart and brain hardly find to coexist
i remain a silent observer
when i feel too sleepy
i wake up not early in morning
my sleep gets up with me
and soul remains obsessed
i try to find out of
the sweet and soothing breeze
it often comes to me
and asks Love
for whom are looking for
i remain calm and with no reply
i know my single reply remains the same
and my eyes remain stuck to you
i have seen through the pages
net page is my choice of late
i find you
but my eyes are not aware of
what to absorb
and what to ignore
it asks me as if i know a lot of you
i am looking for a software writer
that can write you and your eyes
but the system does'nt support such system
may be one day i will be able to develop one such software
may it be too late
but my eyes never budge
so does my soul
i hardly make difference
who loves you more
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