Because, I Can'T Be Anyone'S Dear

Some images begin to play in my head;

As my eyes fall on your face, gleaming ahead …

The lineament bears a strong resemblance,

To someone, whom I always hold in my remembrance …

 

The radiant cheeks of yours,

When I turn my eyes to explore...

Reminds me of the fabulous art,

Owned by someone very close to my heart...

 

Your long hair, adorned in a pony,

A beautiful display, one could ever see...

Ignites the same sort of solace,

I once felt, under the shades of someone’s palace...

 

The delicate blinking of your eyelid,

With a serene pause in the speed...

Reminds me of the same moment of bliss,

That I often used to reminisce...

 

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The tugging of the strands of hair,

Behind the helix of your ear...

Takes my mind back in time,

When I wove my first rhyme...

 

With a slight hint of your beauty,

Every fascination seems haughty...

You transport my heart to cloud nine,

As done by someone, who was never mine...

 

A profound feeling is blooming inside,

Which, I’m incapable to hide...

Your presence is undoing my desolation,

Created after a heart-rending separation...

 

But I know, you too will leave me soon,

As you inherit mostly from that moon...

All these illusions will vanish into thin air,

Because I know, I can’t be anyone’s dear…