Still faces
Some unforgettable traces
Make your mind
Go back to you
See, what…
You had tried to find
Sound nights
Hard dreams
Feeling dry winds
Still faces
Emotionless
No meaning in eyes
Wherefore, they dry
Still faces
Expressionless
Stupid things in eyes
Wherefore, they cry
Past had a long past
Drive your life
Faster than fast
Try to get
What you had to loose
Because
There’s no more heart to bruise
Kick your drugs
And fit your arms with her
To live a long life
There’s no more need to add cipher
Still face
Some unforgettable traces
Make your mind
Emotionless, expressionless
Words: Vinay Prajapati
Penned: 2002
One reply on “Still faces”
full of emotions and expressions the poem is.