It wasn't that empty road

That reminded me of you...

It might be that lonely girl

Walking ahead

Staying here yet gazing at everything

With wonder

like seeing it for the first time

Blurs and blues. Winds and tangled hair.

Sparkling diamond in her eyes

Softly feeling everything

like a new born baby

Just trapped in the cage of cruel bird

Yet so free in itself

Or it might be that distant

Musky smell in the air

Reminding me of my brawl

on the first day of the school

When I cried and you smiled

Looking at me

Offering me your tiffin for my stomach

And your warmth

For my sanity...

-Eena.