Pink Lemonade

Sometimes being awake I search you in my loneliness The memories of past, the blurred Mirror, In the forgotten love’s trace The crawling silence, Empty Street I search the past, on the unknown ways The forgotten story, the faded glory The picture’s color become haze Dreams of midnight, the sky high Lyre’s sound, I sway in daze You were here in arms of an angel Who loved you with so much craze Me searching you, in sound of sea In melody of memories with the blasé The running world, the dying feeling I don’t find you anywhere, but once You were here in my happiness. …………………………………………………vaishali