the days I fell into your eye’s


once i said someone
a fool that believes
is better than anything in doubts

and then
it was myself
swimming inside your sunshine eyes
from that sped fraction of light you shed
that still i considered
one in a zillionth probability of turned events

your desperate eyes grazed
allover the porompoke minds
got fixed at my stunned ones
what you felt in them i knew
the curious chaotic muddusts
awaited fallow hearts
raring to be shaped
in unfashioned
and forgotten

plotting realestate species
never minded
our moulded muddy home
ironed suns smiling within


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