I know you wonder,
what makes me think?
I also can’t explain you,
as it’s just one of those things.
But it’s just that ,
in front of you,
even a pink flower doesn’t look pink.
If you want to get an answer for your why?
then please look in my eye.
Trust me, then you won’t have to think,
because there you will see that everything,
which forced me to think what I think.
I just feel like praising ,
your every look.
I don’t even mind,
if you don’t even look.
I know , it will be too much to wish,
if I wish, that we could ever hook.
So I am extremely delighted,
with what I have?
And that’s your early morning snow look.
When I see a pink rose,
going to church in a white gown.
People who think its infatuation,
please find me another one in my town.
So next time don’t get embarrassed,
if while looking at you,
my eyes don’t blink.
Because now you know,
it’s you who has brought this thing.
It won’t be me,
I am sure.
But as you know,
I don’t know the cure.
I can’t explain what I am going through.
I know my destination,
but not the channel that I am rowing through.
So it’s my appeal,
That if you feel the way I feel,
do reply and let me know,
otherwise think it as,
just one of those things.
Though for me for rest of my life,
it will remain as the same thing.
And please don’t ask why?
because it’s just one of those things….