Today I know why God made me a human The species of agony,love and ideas I was involved in weaving my success When at sixteen I lost my heart to someone
That person was a temptress The evil and saviour of beauty My soul was disease stricken and desperate With the known killer called love a tragedy
I could not lift up myself Being lost in the mysterious desert of love I tried to unsuccessfully convince myself That this is my end and not my luck
She met me rarely and glanced at me I could not make out which one was my heart and which one was she Slowly I got weakened and finally became a slave To this wonderful committment which I really hate
That glance was divinity and priceless I know I had not seen it before And the gesture of kindness and simplicity of smile I bet no one had received it before
I was born with the Lord’s wish of being separated never I am living with the desire of loving you forever I want to get lost with you to a place which can’t be seen in map I wish to die one day with one drop of your tears and in your lap.
She Keeps a Love to Nurture her Immature And a Vigor to Sacrifice the Fruits of Nature Her Dreams are Curtained Behind the Window Panes And Chained into Darkness with Teary Stains Her Audacity of Giving Birth to our Family
Away from the crowd She whispered her tale. To the cresting waves, To the frothy foam, To the flying seagulls, They knew her soul. They were waiting for her To wash her heart. She left the remains, She was carrying