Envy

I am deep in thought, walking on, when suddenly I stop to stare,

At this girl I see standing right there.

I glance her way from the corner of my eye, not wanting her to wonder why,

I have his skepticism in my eye while I stare at her in her joy

Happiness is exuding from every part of her soul, I wonder –what in life has made her so bold?

To hope of dreams and dream of hope ,

to embrace life so warmly when even the thought of it leaves me cold.

I cant believe it; I turn to stare, to look for sorrow that is her share

I probe and probe, hoping for one sign only,

Anything that will assure me she’s lonely.

Not an iota of it I see on her face she makes me feel like such a disgrace,

But still I look and still I find..her aura of love is driving me out of my mind

I give up and just look at the story she wants tell,

Of beautiful love , of the person who got her out of hell.

Her stance tells me of how easy he made it for her to just be,

to expose herself and still be free.

Her arms cherish moments when all she does is hold, and to her form, like the wind he moulds.

Her eyes talk of moment’s when passion burns,

when one captures in love and becomes a slave inturn.

Her lips part slightly and with very breath,

She thanks good for giving them a life till their death.

I blink suddenly and then I smile,

I realize, Ive been staring at myself all this while.