IN HIS EYES.

His eyes are like diamonds,

All sparkling, shiny and white.

I have known those eyes since we were young,

But now they look distant and wide.

I watch the golden sunlight dim,

And a thought crosses my mind.

Why is it always him,

That I see when I close my eyes?

I can’t help but wonder, Is he still alive?

I know I should hold on to him till the end,

And it has always felt right.

But now I wonder why should I?

Didn’t I give all my years to him,

still Searching for hope,

In his eyes?

I can’t help but wonder, Is he still alive?

     – bhairavi