Lost Eyes.....

With you, were the meadows last so Long,

     In the shine, you did dissolve the mere Horizon.....

Flowers dwindled the fragrance, of you being so near,

     In turn started the thumping for the one, who had been so dear....

Though fragrance still flourished the meadows, covered in Frost Ice,

     Hope still held her breath, concealed in warmth of The Lost Eyes.....

..............sharat achary