Walking down this Road,
I'm no one but the awareness,
Shapeless, ever-flowing like water
I know she's someone's daughter,
I Might be smart or disdain in your eyes,
Take a moment and know me, if not wise.
We live in a parallel world,
I always end up in a swirl
You think you're playing
And people think you're slaying
But it's all delaying what could be so limitless
And free,
Stranger's hand in a promised land,
Unknown to the happenings,
Beyond the physical realm
For we are torchbearers,
Of God's will.

You come down slow
To burn me as if I'm not burning
Tongue-tied not dumb
Honest, not foxy.

The night has come again
Where I reckon to be in vain
She runs away fast
As if returning is impossible

Where are your promises?
And that blink of an eye
Inside the house of love
I presumed you my dove.

raindrops traveling on the wires,
to merge into one,
far away from the hotness of burn
the leaves are happy as they giggle
water droplets dodging the land
on the gaze upon, I dare to give out my hand.

And that's how I broke her heart,
Though it's not a healthy art
Now we have our corners apart
Was it me or was it you, sweetheart?
At least we had the silly start
With all the sparkles, that did outsmart
Thought God's behind this Rosey craft.

Days like these, oh lord please!
Come home to me,
Set me free, it's all thee'
You sent me a spree,
Thought it's seed
Bloom but it' bleeds,
Red as my heart
Tasteless as love,
Epicure like dove
Against all and above,
We of the divine curve
Gently calling it night,
Dream of me, with all of your might,
Unless God blesses me with her sight
I guess till then I'm blue,
But it's all white.