shining.. like a dusky starlight

Neither I m depressed nor broken

I m just exhausted emotionally,

physically.

She was so gorgeous,

as if she was born when music, magic and art fused together.

Her hazel eyes

shining like a dusky starlight

made me lose control.

The roots of her soul were connected deep within me,

our shadows even mingled

as if we were forever together types.

She knew to fix the broken bones,

and bring them to life.

I kept telling that I love her,

but when it was the verge of losing it

I felt.

Even my stars faded when her smile died for me.

I became empty,

when moments were replaced by memories.

I think, we didn't match because

she was the art of Picasso

and I was the painting that Majnu bhai drew.

I still would always ask for you,

how you held my hand how you attached my broken strings.

I hope my love will bring you back.

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