Lost
What if the stars live in your eyes?
I look into them,
You blush and stare back at me.
Your hands start to fidget,
You accuse me for making you uncomfortable.
I can’t hear your words,
I’m floating, lost in this feeling.
Namaskaram! I'm Anish, I play, teach and learn music. I started writing here from September 27, 2021. Inspired by Seth Godin, I write one blog post a day. After about 3 years of writing, I took a month’s break, writing privately. I write about the things happening around me, prose, fiction and everything else that I want to share with the world. WARNING! You may peek into all these virtual windows to my soul, enter at your own risk and do not get yourself defenestrated!
What if the stars live in your eyes?
I look into them,
You blush and stare back at me.
Your hands start to fidget,
You accuse me for making you uncomfortable.
I can’t hear your words,
I’m floating, lost in this feeling.
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