And the invitation is open

But the words are missing 

The erena is glittering 

But the joy is missing 

Throne is set

But the charm is missing 

My heart is aching

But tears are missing

Is it me

Or I am missing 


I don’t know you tell me
Which way I shall lean
If you decide how I breathe
I feel this thump
Deep inside me
If you don’t feel it
Then don’t come across me
But if your daring does not stop
Come inside my skin and feel the pain…


I wish so much to be you
But there’s something in me
Which curbs my instinct
And I follow my own shade
I wish to sail through your dreams
But my eyes don’t close for sleep
I wish the truth of reality strikes
And I come down to the street
Where I walk as you
Be that fragrance which you love
I just want to be you
Only if my soul permits


I met myself today while I drove down this valley drive…
This autumn and the dried up grass…
All which I lost …
I got it all..
except for those lofty mountains of strength which I have left behind…
can never be mine again….
They have the impressions of life
But this carcass can never rebuild
I got which I had lost
But I lost which could have been mine…..


My shallow breath
Cry put for warmth
I cannot walk
Because my legs feeble
My arms are dry
But my blood pours
I ooze out to clear frowns
But I never get a start
I just have a wish
To lie down my restless soul
Where it’s touched
By a fairy hand
Is that enough to ask….