Saturday, April 25, 2009

BLUE HAZE

 

Over the roofs can you see

Where the white doves flee?

Where the long road ends?

And the girl still pretends?

 

Its just a passing phase

Rising up in blue haze.

Another known face

Blurred by blue haze.

 

So, do you know the way

Where broken dreams lay?

Where the bridge still stands?

And the girl understands?

 

I’m lost in a maze

Among walls of blue haze.

And whatever she says

Obscured by blue haze.

 

Scorched by the dream

Of moon’s last beam.

And broken by hope,

In light I grope.

 

To avoid her gaze

Lost in blue haze.

And to end those days

Living in blue haze.