Folk of Untamed Love

Sitting on bare sand,
Lifted my eyes to the sky.
Saw pearls shining through the eyes,
Were those tears or just a thought of you?
Or was that just a reflection of you? 
Wearing that red sweater,
Keys on piano,
Singing it better.
Under the sea, I played,
Like a floor was broken, 
Walked off with grace. 
When arms were colder, 
I thought we were angles, 
As we walked by.
Brought new light to sore eyes,
The nights which cried,
The days mesmerized. 
It was just a red sweater,
If I could wear it once more, 
A beautiful melody, 
Like a night so long. 
I know it's just polyester, 
But I wish I was better. 
Only if I could romanticize, 
that folk of untamed love.

Walking by the woods. When you come past your sights in water. Scared to follow, I could see that on the sides of your eyes. Like an untold symphony, that prayed to speak. Like a fire made of ashes, that stormed to breathe. I stargazed the beauty as it looked right at me. A scar for my bloodline, a love to haunt. Things would have been better, only if i knew how to romanticize that folk of untamed love. 

~ Samarth Sarin 

Notice: Thank you for being a part of this journey. Here at the 20th end first series of my blog ~ Through and Throughout. 

I am going to take a break, A break for writing and not from writing. I will definitely come back with new writeups and new stuff. Thanks alot for your time and for reading this.