She who could not be mine…

She’s a story I have yet not told
She’s like a paper with a hundred folds

She’s like the moon that you cannot reach,
She’s like the sun on a sandy beach

She’s like the mountain that you cannot climb
She’s the sunken treasure you cannot find

She’s like the stars that cannot be seen
She’s like the princess who visits you in a dream

She’s the pearl in an oyster’s shell
She’s like a flower that you can only smell

She’s like the diamonds hidden inside the mines
She’s there in every chamber of the mind

She will always be what could not be acheived
Moments and memories alone will remain concealed

She who could not be mine…

She’s a story I have yet not told
She’s like a paper with a hundred folds

She’s like the moon that you cannot reach,
She’s like the sun on a sandy beach

She’s like the mountain that you cannot climb
She’s the sunken treasure you cannot find

She’s like the stars that cannot be seen
She’s like the princess who visits you in a dream

She’s the pearl in an oyster’s shell
She’s like a flower that you can only smell

She’s like the diamonds hidden inside the mines
She’s there in every chamber of the mind

She will always be what could not be acheived
Moments and memories alone will remain concealed

Thoughts…

Sitting at home in the comfort of my bed
A storm of thoughts roaring inside my head

Of the many thoughts I have, most of them are known to me
There are things that now, have become second nature to me

You, on one hand, never leave the space you have occupied
Your presence is comforting, to your thoughts I am convincingly tied

Trapped as I am, in the web of my own thoughts
Your voice guides me and keeps me from getting lost

Will you be surprised when I share this with you
Believe it or not, my thoughts have always been about you