dREAms are like someone’s prayer.
Sometimes morning colors will take them all away from us.
It won’t leave any mark behind.
And we can’t chase down it ever.
Nothing exists!
Until we probe and realize.
Like an apartment Lift I go up and down.
Opting the floor, where I wonna shed my dREAMS…
But for today and ever, I leave at the same floor.
In need of you!
The rain got thundered on me,
As my Heart got wet with your tear dROPS.
I stepped into the dARK as a vampire.
Blood!!.. I can smell only mine..
I care none.. but still you do..
I cant change myself, neither will I do..
The window pane got dirty with smoke.
Burnt coal ashes hinder my view.
May be I am blind.
But I can still see you within me.
Violin plays the song of desperation.
So as your fingers wonna play it.
To get filled with inner peace.
And play the silence of lOvE.
Blue is symbol of desperation..
Vast like a mighty ocean..
Seamless like the sky.
It ain’t begins, never ends.
Let it carry my heart along its reach.
My hand writing go bad often..
But the paper is Still white and clear..
As I do leak ink out of my pen;
The dREAms may get stained.
I do define everything in the very first start.
May be a bit prejudiced I am.
And now you taught me not be.
I should quit defining things in the very first start.
