I saw a 10 year old,
Walking down the street,
With a handful of bowl
And in another a younger kin.
Chanting "what was our sin?"


I saw a handsome lover,
Beside a lonesome tree
Strangled by the memories
Of his lover who loved somebody else
Trying to stop how does it feel.
Writing up the blues to heal.


I saw an old aged person
Who barely can walk
He was happy, had a family
Not so long ago
Sitting with his basket
upon the sidewalk
With nowhere to go


I hope you think about them
If not me when you say
Life is unfair.


I saw a mother of two,
Sunken beneath a pannier.
Dreary eyes and a crooked leg,
Says the burden of life's heavier.


I saw a husband, a son,
A father of one.
Miles away from home,
Aiming to be suffice,
Guarding the border,
A few laughin' at the sacrifice.


I saw a man in a white coat,
People say he's akin to god.
Broken in tears saying
'There are battles that can't be won
For these hands saved so many
Now loosing a loved one.'


I hope you think about them
If not me when you say
Life is unfair.


I saw the dreamers
Quitting before they die.
Heard them saying that
they gave a million try.


I saw people dying in lone
That were once on the Billboards
At times there's no one to hold
I saw blind men crossing roads.


I saw the animals crying for the lost homes,
People fencing their little domes.
I saw the birds crying for the lost trees,
The poor cries and no one sees.


And yet you say
Life is unfair.

It was nothing you ever wished,
Nothing but a sweet curve upon my face.
I lost my right to call your name,
The day I lost my grace.

You were always fair,
Far from foul.
It was I to be blamed,
I a treacherous ghoul.

It is just to blame me,
It is just to hate.
Trapped in between love and guilt,
Will you leave me to my fate ?

I have a lot to say,
Trust me it's not a bait.
But ymif you're yet not ready,
I will forever wait.

Talk to me once,
Like moon to the night.
I know it'll forever be my fault,
Will you leave me out of light ?

Will you ever forgive me ?
If I lift the blame.
If I tell you how sorry I am,
Will we ever be the same ?

It's not that I can't love,
That I can't pay a little more attention to the beauty you spread all around the mirk,
The happiness you bear,
The glow you posses that even the brightest of the stars feel dull,
It's not that I can't love a women full of grace,
Where people come and go leaving traces and traces of memories,
Where we swim alone in the oceans anticipating that someone might be swimming right there just to save us,
Where we dive deep believing that someone will dive with us,
Where the sun hide behind the horizon of broken hopes,
The moon behind the broken trust,
It's not that I can't love,
It's just that I don't.

As I stepped closer,
A scroll I saw, in secret it perched.
Holding the ones dearest to her heart,
Not a word of me when I searched.

What's left of me was a sheer despair.
Love's a great burden to bear.
It felt so close, yet so far.
Blend me to her heart,
I wished to a shooting star.

I wish I could tell her,
How fierce was she.
Faught all her fears bravely,
When the bravest of the braves flee.

I wished I could let her know,
In the darkest and the lonely nights,
I'll be the light that glow.
In the burning sun or the heavy rain,
I'll be a shade little low.

You tell me that she should know,
Know it all about this feeling.
A love kept hidden deep down under,
Burgeoning day and night beyond wonder.

Do these words make love more truer ?
Or do they hold more worth ?
Than the moments I spent making you smile,
Or feel loved. Do you feel it girth?

Moments akin to swifting clouds,
Rushing to horizon yet a boon.
The moments I felt my beating heart,
From diving sun to the diving moon.

The ones spent in utter longing,
Craving for your smiles.
To keep those tears from dripping down,
I ran a thousand miles.

Yet none will ever be cared,
The moments, without a word I shared.
Silence of the sun never tell it all,
When all you wait for mere words to fall.

How little words can say it all ?
For how long will they stay ?
Will they make you feel the same ?
The way I did everyday.

You tell me that she should know,
Should know of this feeling, about it all.
Is this how we mend broken hearts ?
Urging them to fly or to fall.

Everytime she hear about love,
I see a despair, I see her frown.
You tell me to let her dive again,
When she's still afraid to drown.

A coward you say I am,
And never shall I be worth for her.
For simple words I couldn't utter,
Is it too easy to defer ?

Since when the cowards turned brave ?
Since when the Ravens turned to dove ?
Bearing an unbearable suffering,
Since when cravens begin to love ?

She tell me I deserve,
Not her but the most beautiful of them all.
No matter how far you try to toss,
Back to you I'll crawl.

Now rarely she talk, rarely she care,
Maybe trying to draw a line.
Perhaps while fixing her heart,
I broke mine.

Now I'll stay quiet for a while,
For I'm not her hearts keeper.
For far too long it has been buried,
And now my love, I'll bury it deeper.

It's when the lights fall low,
Fall behind the mirk.
Myriad shades arise,
In the darkness of the night they lurk.

The shades your mind behold,
Your eyes, lips and heart.
In the stillness of the night,
Their blended conspiracies part.

None fail to confess,
The secrets they possess.
The secrets all men crave for,
The night, on your door it pour.

Love and it's essence,
The renaissance cognisance.
A sensation, a concealed truth,
All lie before a sleuth.

Into the nothingness you stare.
A familiar tinge you share,
With all the shades of the night.
A serene, pleasing despair.

As you pave deeper,
It spread it's arms to greet.
All the secret shades of men,
It shares every deceit.

How familiar it seem to be,
Once you surrender to the night.
Bit by bit it drips till you submerge,
In the sea of endless smite.

For far too long you've heard,
The hustle of the daylight.
Least for once hear the unheard,
Hear the silence of the night.

As I walk down the memory lane,
In search of the voices in my head.
All I perceive is an endless pain,
The verses you have bled.

The verses of a broken dove,
The verses of true love,
The verses of some shrine,
The verses of decline.

The desolation of your bliss,
The laughter that you miss.
The grief in your eyes,
The promises and the lies.

Of all the gracious deeds,
Is it here a tender heart leads ?
If this is what you deserved,
No justice will ever be served.

No drops will ever descend.
No hearts will ever mend.
No bird could ever trill,
Not even at her will.

You deserve to be loved,
You're meant to be adored.
The most exquisite of all,
A noblemen's brawl.

At times I crave,
Amidst my mind's conclave.
To hold you in my arms,
Keep you from the harms.

Far away we shall afloat,
Far from the letters they wrote.
Bereft of these endless nights,
Far from this certain blight.

Yet we cannot flow much further,
For I see the tides have changed.
A lady as broken as you were,
Grew stronger when estranged.

I witnessed what it took you,
To be yourself devoid of his gloss.
To forsake the ashes of a foul love,
To adore yourself you now emboss.

How shall I escape this plight,
How shall I soke you in my rain ?
Do I have a right,
To leave you vulnerable again ?

Shall I be joyous,
For you found your long lost shine.
Or shall I be in despair,
For you'll never be mine.

If only I'd have met you before,
If nothing more than this I could've swore,
You would've loved me too,
If only I could love you.

Why shall I be a poet of the fall ?
For long I had been a thrall.
Bound to your love have I ever lived,
Neither does it let me love not let me fall.

Maybe to someone else it belonged,
My love I spilled for you.
What did I had wronged ?
I wish I never could knew.

Your veil could've stayed,
Longer you could've played.
For you were faultless, far from foul,
It's now that I see a treacherous ghoul.

There was once a time,
I rove merrily jiggling.
Chanting a lovely rhyme,
Leaving my heart giggling.

A princess of a merryland,
A sailor of my will.
Not a word so planned,
Not a thing to frill.

There we met at school,
Spending our time together.
Young and beautiful were we,
Holding tight each other.

In all of our days,
I didn't stopped even for a while.
Trying to consume your blaze,
Trying to find what makes you smile.

Before we crossed our paths,
Life wasn't so compelling.
But for all one knows,
Neither was I flying nor falling.

I've been sad before too,
Yes it is true.
Many a times have I cried,
Yet my deepest grieve were you.

Maybe I never trusted you enough,
For all one knows.
Left you with my cravings,
Bounded with vows.

Surrounded with fear,
That one day you might leave.
Dubious by the fact,
That even lovers decive.

Perhaps I loved you too much,
More than you deserved.
Spending all of my love,
The love I preserved.

Maybe I was afraid to fall,
To love, to be loved.
As when I drowned,
It was you I searched.

Never meant to fly together,
We were ought to part,
and one day you flee,
When will you flee my heart.

"I hate him, I always will."
Though I loved who he was.
As enchanting as a squill,
Yet filled with flaws.

The days of love are past,
Have you any left to spill.
Let alone it may last,
Let alone it may ****.

I loved none but you,
Yet you left a maul.
Bereft of love,
A foresaken poet of the fall.