MY COLD STONY EYES

The crazy,thumping heart of mine,
Wanting to be thine, 
To be absorbed in you,
To fly with you,
Walk around the world,
With colourful days unfurled,
To fill me up with all the joys
And pure musical noise.

I sit here visionless, 
My eyes unable to express,
Any emotions or feelings,
As if totally reeling
And afflicted by cataract,
Completely blinded in my act,
Of loving you always,
Of countless nights and days.

My closed eyes still holding all the dreams,
Although just my fancies they now seem,
But the stubborn pair, 
Refuse to adhere ,
To anything my mind tells them,
You being their treasured gem,
They do not want to lose you,
Nor can they close and bid adieu.

The bonding of both our hearts,
Will never ever draw apart,
The warmth melting glaciers,
Making everything sing and quaver,
Trying to create our world full of love,
Of beautiful flowers and stars above,
But life as dreamt was not supposed to be,
You were not my destiny.

What do my eyes still look for!
Why do I still wait for that warmth of yours?
In this world full of people heartless,
Devoid of feelings, all emotionless,
Why do I still hold on to the arms of hope!
Trying to feel your touch as I grope
In the darkness surrounding,
With nothing else,but my heart beats resounding.

My hopes shattering,
The emptiness drowning,
The darkness gradually engulfs,
Hopelessness devours,
The end fast approaching,
Love in me confounding,
Badly I try,
To live on, not die.

This life half lived,
By my misfortunes deceived,
The eyes turning stony,
Time stands testimony,
To a slowing heart,
That once beat fast,
A body turning cold ,
With youthful passions,not any old.

The end is here,
But you nowhere near,
The surge of emotion ceases,
Dying in their self created creases
Of passionate upheavals,
Waiting for the end's arrival,
Our relationship turning cold as ice,
Still looking for you,are my cold,stony eyes.

-Madhumita