You are not born
On the luckiest star,
I am your scars.
Wounds won’t heal,
But let us walk up
To the top of this hill.
Hush...

There is no soul
To make you whole,
You feel so small,
But you are so tall.
Hush...

It is your call:
Being weak,
Or strong,
Your decision.
Sing a song...
Look up...
Hush...

Your vision
Is darken
Without love,
life is a puzzle,
you cannot solve.
But
Listen to me,
I am all you got,
We have to find
God.

When two strangers’ eyes meet
Once they pass on a gloomy street:
Was it her? Or was it him?
Light is on, but light is dim.

Was it just a wishful thought?
Just a dream which they have sought,
Hearts in heaven, feet on ground,
Were they lost, or were they found?

We are bound with strings of reason,
Senses, feelings are imprisoned,
We see, but we lost our vision,
Light is dim, but light is on.

When two strangers’ eyes met,
As per social etiquette,
They avoided improper stare:
Was it him? Or was it her?

I am angry at the pictures I painted
For they never became real.

An imaginary river
Delivers me to the darkest place,
Where I escape
All that is real.
On both sides of the water,
Strange shadows meet
To greet the ****** moonlight,
I reflect unknown,
Thrown in the waves,
The water never gives,
It just takes,
As it flows
With painful motion,
As I run down to the hill,
Carrying my sorrows
As all I have,
I run to my lover:
The dearest solitude.

It is a gloomy and unusually warm winter day in Chicago,
I would love to walk arm to arm with someone
Under high-rises of this city,
Someone as gloomy and unusually warm as today.

When I was a child,
People said
About me:
She will be a
Builder, or destroyer.

As an adult,
I never got to
Build anything,
Or destroy anything,
But myself.

Little piece of fire
We need to shine,
Gives us desires
Inclined to reach out,
To move and move on,
To laugh loud,
To find endurance,
And glance at tomorrow
With hope.

Little piece of light
We hold when we walk
On the rope
To the unseen sight
Of beautiful.

Power to be true
To ourselves,
That Sun we own,
Thrown at us,
By unknown God.

The shinning planet
I have found in your eyes,
That bottomless gold,
My treasure.

Can I have just a little piece
Of that light
To survive
The cold and gloomy world?