It’s all in the eyes and I see eyes all around.

Happy and sad eyes, good and bad eyes.

Tired and watchful eyes, hungry and soulful eyes.

Lustful and virtuous eyes, dreaming and tempestuous eyes.

O’ Anarkali………

What were you thinking when the walls were going up?

When the darkness swallowed the light of love,

and your beautiful eyes sparkled for the very last time.

Come sit by the fire

And let us sing songs of the broken heart

Come sit by the fire

And let us cry, in the memory of love gone far apart

Sometimes I imagine the most unimaginable,

playing with lightening in the clouds of doom

At other times I dream the most indescribable,

part of another time in the hallways of gloom

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The pale sun losing its crown,

tired of all the sickness that it sees

The exhausted wind dying down,

hurt by cruelty in times like these

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I am a believer and I am an optimist;

a grey hall, filled with a rainbow mist

My past is dark and my future is bright;

the night is so dead, long live the light

Yet the thought is honest and it is true;

mood is always the darkest hew of blue

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