The Vermilion Skies
I like the smudged lines,
I like the rains ,
I like the secrets in the surma mingled eyes.
The tanned smiles, and the fulfilled tears.
I smell the waves in your eyes ,
The wind in your sighs.
As the evening shades of vermilion,
Smear away the ages.
I stare at the pride in your silence
And your fulfilled tears.
