When He Walks Out

An outfit like a cowboy,

Eyes with the color blue,

With fanatic mind

Walking down the lane like a wonderful glow,

Reached a place,

He is not alone to experience this heavenly bliss but a crowd though,

Stood out like a leader to make everyone flow,

The crowd behind this hollow soul,

He is in search may be,

Like a parched soul searching for another,

His lover left him in a dark room,

Craving! For memories been left here,

The time he moves out 

Search for white light,

He sees the stars that glow so bright,

Sometimes he put his heart on fire,

Don't feel the pain for he has been to the ways.