Lost

Moving through the mist, the silence grows

The rain tumbles down my wet cheeks

And I stand still.

The daylight fades, and I wonder Why

The sweetness of your sweat still persist?

And thoughtful, I stand still.

A few hours ago, I met

Amidst a collage of personas

Yet, you were the only one

I could find;

Or I wanted to find.

You spoke low,

As low as I hardly heard

And, in absolute non-comprehension

I stand still.

I can't remember the place

Nor do the people

Few I remember -the night and the nightingale

The tree that stood

Longing for someone

The moon that shone

Upon the unknown untrodden paths

The night that rained

The silence that was just

Enough to pierce , Enough to perceive.

Yet-

All were now the things of past

Past that never existed

Past that was ruined by You

So assertive you were

And , know not you were a past too

Let alone the world rejoice

Unknowingly, that you were a past too.

Yet, I could feel the very essence

So, did everyone else

But, back in mind the thought

Was loud and clear

You were a past it did whisper

Every time you smiled

You laughed, you blinked

And , you serenaded the surrounding

You spoke to me

But, lost somewhere in Aquarian eyes

I astounded, unable to know

What was happening to me.

I stand still

And ,

Yes , I stand still

Somewhere lost in past

Somewhere lost in you

Somewhere in those eyes

Somewhere lost in thy perfume

Lost somewhere in time

Somewhere lost,

I still stand still.