The Open Heart

I thought that heart was open

as that open window

I wished to walk through

but only my views did


The mornings bloomed and shed

but the window was never closed

Never I got a smile through that

But once, and I fell in love


The coming days dragged me

towards that smiling heart

And I stood still keeping my heart

aside to that window, aside to her


But never she noticed my heart

Slowly that smile too got faded

And when I came next, there were

tears flowing down that window


Days and nights passed, and

for me there was just a smile

to remember and a twinkling face

and both was too far away


Now too that window is open

It makes me cry, as memories are hard

And it turned as another love

which was shed before blooming...