Because the whole world seems to know,
Of the melting roads where our love wanted to grow;
Because the whole world cared,
Of something you never dared,
To say !!
Because the whole world is ignorant,
Of the fairy tale times we spent .
Across the seven seas of whispers,
Across the unwritten poems of tears;
Across the night when it was ‘you’ and ‘me’,
It was only ‘us’, the whole world wanted to see.
Yet the eyes still close to the lachrymose night,
Scared, frightened of the dusk’s light.
The heart still finds excuses to say ‘no’,
For the chrysanthemum-love you never wanted to grow.
Maybe , it is the time who smiles,
Knowing that I have loved you all this while !!