The morning dew

Underneath the face I met the real you,
like one is amazed to touch the morning dew..

the world looks in anger..sometimes smiles,
but they never see inside you what truly lies..

they want you to do things they have done,
but they never feel your dreams and your passion..

In the darkened crowd my eyes find you,
like a drop of white cloud on the blue..

I feel i have known you before,
like waves going back after touching the shore..

You look at me and feel the same,
we unconsciously blame the mind game.

But it's too late to turn back,
there are no backward ways that can be tracked.

I am amazed to touch the morning dew,
because I am already now a part of YOU...!