I look along, to have glances & glimpses
I know, I make a choice
I choose between indulging & isolating.
I know, I am unaware,
about my intention and your attention
in those milliseconds of avoidable eye-contact
do I push my limits, looking into your eyes
searching for nonexistent glow,
I know, these words
are never going to reach your nerves
and that seems eternal crisis of my life.