You look daringly, I look stealthily.
You give me that smile of yours,
Which shows little but means helluva lot.
The smile which tells you nothing,
Yet you know, it means to me something.
I look away quickly,
Afraid of getting caught.
You look away, nodding your head,
Yeah, that’s how it must be between us, for now.
You look, I look away.
I look, you look away.
Yet another moment gone,
Untouched and far-fetched,
No matter how much I wail and moan.
I look, You don’t notice.
You got a subtle stubble growing.
You look absolutely delightful, I want to scream.
Instead, when You look, I..
I look away, refusing to give away myself,
By meeting your eyes and facing the storm inside.
The eyes that look confused, irritated,
Angry, helpless and depressed.
Eyes which most of all, have questions,
Answers to which I cannot dare to tell,
In fear of spilling the society’s tales.
The society which looks upon us,
As a forbidden pair, destined only to be,
Lamented, embarrassed and shamed upon.
Society which tells you and me,
How we should walk and talk.
Society which tells me, I am not,
Not allowed to meet your eyes and say,
I’m sorry, we are not at fault.
We are just pawns in this bloody game,
We both are victims in their worst phase.
You look, I look at last.
You look surprised, and I,
I feel a sadness heaving down,
Upon my soul and heart.
I look away finally, slowly this time,
For I know moments like this are fleeting,
For us to exist the way we are,
We have to keep this charade going.
For as long as it takes.
I think I’ll be able to hold on.