(2012)
Give me your soul, Neither your body nor your heart, The heart is a body part, That vanishes when the soul depart… Your soul the only eternal part,
Passing through the colourless len… The colour of the colourless blue… The blue ocean are creating colour… Of Azure on my colourless and sha… The images are as void as the blue…
Came the pride and arrogance with… Along with the grandeur and opulen… Came the grief and predicament, un… Along with comeuppance and failure… Blinded both ways, in the light of…
Your thoughts on my mind are runni… Just like the river flowing deep t… Your thoughts are cutting deeper a… Just like the river carving throug… Your thoughts are carving memories…
Haggard and tired, at the end of t… I returned home and opened the doo… To exit from the outside world, And enter the four walls of my roo… When I turn around to exit from m…
It was well past midnight and the… Although lying in my bed, I could… I lay gazing at the memories piled… My gaze scattered and the silence… When the dead of the night tremble…
I always wonder and ponder, Whether the one who never touched… Is sensible enough to feel the tex… Whether the one who never water th… Is eligible enough to relish the d…
Hour by hour and over and over, I tilted the hour glass when dripp… But I could never get whether the… Or the ticking time follows the dr… I knocked the hour glass from the…
Wandering through the memory lanes… Holding tightly the tender plant i… Wrapped its roots carefully in a s… Left no chinks even for the air to… As I meandered through the memory…
An act that was caught in the act, May not be an act that you might h… Cos behind every act there lies it… So, before you react to judge an a… Just take a moment to find the fac…
The vibrant colours, and the vivac… When kissed by the sun and caresse… They shine, they shimmer, they gli… But wonder why they always cast a… Even in the face of brightest, sun…
Covered in a skin colour of own, Of a distinct shade and tone, A single thread of a long social f… The tassel which can not be weaved… I’m a unique tribe of my own,
When the winds started breathing c… When the trees shed their green su… When the ground crawled under the… When the geese flee to the souther… As the stars started to show-up ea…
Left crushed under the feet are he… Left trampled under the soles are… Nipped by the dirty hands and left… Left stranded on the side walk are… There she lays, sore, and down on…
Like the rivulets, and springs are… Don’t know where they spring from, Like the rain and showers that fee… Are the memories of my past and pr… Like the streams and rivers gushin…
