you name it

when there are no strings attached,

and the whole intention looks so weird;

the society makes you see it that way;

and you don’t keep the thoughts away..

so when the waves come and go ashore,

look at the good memories they bore;

and the whole smile is so absent n pure;

what do you make of such affection lure.

when you know that there’s only one;

who brings that, brought so innocently;

you feel the need to name it so much,

yet you stand there, saying nothing much!

play it again and again, again all the time,

yeah, it seems like time can’t fold those,

pieces into a recap of flashes, not sublime;

guess there’s nothing like the time that goes.

and when you try to place this as one of those,

but it doesn’t fit in for any of the pre-conceived;

even if you hope it falls into one of those lastly,

till it does, you keep the wheels.. maybe it won’t!

all of this anyways vanishes, a blink long, all seems

ticking away it wins, tickling and longing it seems;

and when the time comes to turn and see the road;

why is it the way it is? i know it, now, you name it!