The Brown Eyed Boy

Down from the memory lanes...I still remember,
My schooling years' that last December...
And that last day mixed with tears and joy,
When my eyes searched for that... crazy... brown eyed boy.

There...I saw him..standing with his favorite girl,
And on my cheek was dropped a rolling precious pearl...
My heart and me...then...were left like a broken toy,
Because I loved...that...'taken' brown eyed boy.

'Taken' he was...from... the time since I ever saw,
But still love knows...no rules and law.
'Taken' he was....and that thing...I wanted to kill and destroy,
Because I madly...wanted...my stupid....brown eyed boy.

Full of attitude and a bit of flirt...
He had in him....but.... that little good heart...
And his last sight was worse than the blazing troy,
Because Far away...was going...my smiling... brown eyed boy.

Down from the memory lanes..I still remember,
My schooling years' that last December...
And that last night full of tears..no joy,
When a girl slept crying...for that crazy... brown eyed boy....
When a girl was waiting...and is still..waiting for her..brown eyed boy.

The Return

Through the long nostalgic roads that made him go rewind,   

Through the dusty winds that sometimes made him blind...       

And through the routes that were left often forgone,

The midnight walker's walk is again on.

He has seen, on his silent walk, the bloody rain,

The crying eyes and those secret pain...

He has seen them going somewhere far,

And had seen some scariest scar.

Years have gone, though, and the people have changed,

The old comes back, but they never sensed...

And wen it happens, it happens to deceive,

They are left in awe, but never ready to believe.

The midnight walker who was there to stay,

Is back again with a different play...

Is back again with a stronger mind,

Is back to walk on the road he left behind.