Lie - still untold

That person is brown in eyes
black in hair and somehow blue in veins
but still is ready with a white loaf lie...

Hey! Mr. Drinkens come have a talk
a talk about boos, a talk about chirps
let make the mouth wobble
and make it talk about next doors trips

the reply was steep dark indeed
starkly nude in words caught indeed
he never look like a guy to mess with
but still beads of perspiration are there indeed

talk can be move with another word
but it seems the 'what' caught the adam
its the 'what' which can be replied
but it seems the question is of someone's madam

monsieur the wit came
yeah the wit continued
details, the curiosity on wink
given, the talk elucidated

suddenly, the chirps went down
the sun faded away and the color too
i think its the impact of that wrinkled face
which make me grizzled too

then those parted lips mutter something
the words are - she was dead a long away
it happened to me like breaking the cold sheet
which make me to feel like as stray as the parted way

those details mentioned were not have worth to mention
and that too about a virgin lady and his secret admirer
to whom i talk was that same stupid man
who loves that lady and same time tries to look like a seeker

still the person is brown in eyes
black in hair and somehow blue in veins,
but now he is remain behind with a white loaf face.