Stopped in the middle of an ocean,
my eyes crave for a sight of shore,
disconnected even I am like you,
people come and go,
so do the days and nights,
in this beautiful world, so many things to adore, but what is mine?
so many mistakes but no regrets are found,
my heart is attached to an unkown bound,
greets of love or greets of pain what shall I give my heart?
Did you go to that road,
about which everyone fears to even think about?
I feel my time has stopped there,
no words can now explain my journey,
some words crave to be spoken, did you hear them?
I m amused by the theory that
the day loves the moon’s charm,
and the night waits for the sun’s alarm….
A beautiful evening, a magical sunset, standing on a wet road, do you feel the silence gifted by the rain?
a painting which painted thousand words all at once, did you read it?
many things are not evolved they are created,
think about the true things that need to be appreciated,
what you see might be an illusion, what you hear isn’t real at all times, what you think might not be true,
there’s a mask which hides each one’s orignal face, scent of the flower began from the stingy mud,
why judge the liar not the circumstances,
what was the story before the begining,
not everything, not everyone is as you see,
there’s a story inside you, about which you never knew,
even the silence you try and escape, has a song to sing,a secret to tell,a desire to be accompanied,
busy in creating your beautiful story in fictional world that resides in your mind, someday perceive and read someone’s eyes because they too have stories to tell like yours and mine….