When words are not enough!

"Hands, your shoulder and my eyes"

When I close my eyes,

some dark takes away all my strides,

when I open them,

I see more dark outside,

I fill my eyes,

with pain of being this way,

and when I pour the same,

then, some tears roll down,

washing away all my strife,

So, half my way down

 to deep slumber,

you come close to me,

and fall asleep with my

 head on your shoulder,

holding my hand tight,

as my words might not 

explicate my longings,

but my hand would tell 

you stories of my heart,

and when sleep falls in

 loving arms of night,

your touch would work wonders,

taking away all my strides and the strife,

filling the eyes with some love,

making me tranquilized...

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a Gauru)