Crowd / Chaos

Far in the distant sight,
Through my window pane, I see the yellow light,

Rain drops race down the window,
I trace them with my index, head resting on my pillow,

I think about the momentary touch of our finger,
In the crowded chaos, holding that memory, I want it to linger,

Under the few hours of the moon,
I remember it just a little too much,

Not allowing the moment to leave,
Sitting close by you, breathing the beauty of love,

Crossing the chaotic road it was a bliss,
Pure, soulful I played that again like a morning kiss.

– Karthik

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