The Room

The room stood there,
Watching would come and leave.
Walked in and out,
The room pleaded them to stay,
But cries of the silent walls
Pushed the living away.

A lone guy in the new city
Comes and makes the room his home.
Finds someone to cling his fingers
And clink some beer bottles together.

One night the room decides to get colder,
So the souls could feather each other.

Clinking bottles now came with twinkling eyes
And the room was at peace
Being the brewery of romance.
After all it wasn't just
Another union of naked bodies by chance?

The room glowed
at the beauty of two souls opening up.
Sometimes bit of callous but again
Loads of making love.

One fine day the guy
Had his bags packed up.
Unable to speak up, the girl
Finds it all so messed up.

They both held hands and said
"I'll miss the room"
The room smiled and said
"Stupids you gonna miss each other
Go get some room!"

Yet again for the last time,
The room witnesses what started a year ago
Even if they leave , the room knew
It will keep up the glow.

Traces of emotions have now filled the room
Making it feel complete.
It won't cry for the living who leave
For the silent walls have now got an own heart to beat.

The lover-boy speaks now

Saw you in the light of dusk,
Held your hands in twilight.
Woke up to realize it was only a dream
I rush back to the sunset again,
Looking for your eyes so bright.

The love didn’t happen in a day;
It grew as the sun and moon
Continued their hide and seek.
Let it blossom and, my love,
This feeling will only grow and never fall weak.

As the dusk ends,
Begins my wait for the twilight.
What I see is a distant reality in the light of the setting sun.
In the dim twilight, it’s a dream that comes to life.

May be the moment is a dream
But to my heart it’s so close!
Someday! Someday, yes, I will hold your hand for real
With the setting sun
our love story will begin my English Rose.