The
pain
of
silence
is
written
in
shame
always
unopened
crying
in
vain

can you please
tell me not to sing for you

a song that I wrote for us
for this wasn't a song to which I chose the words

in it my feelings are dead and I might be fatal
and the look in your eyes when you love your world

why don't you sing to me anymore

I wish I could

Now the stories don't mean as much
what did you do?
why did you unclutch
when I'd die to care for you

would you be able to cherish
you know it's not outta blue
perhaps I should perish
to see the sky turn blue

I Was Looking For Me

I was looking for me.
I trudged in my sphere
And unknown boundaries crossed.
I peeped into your heart to see.
I didn't find myself there.
I was lost.

S. Bharat

I'm Wrong

I'm wrong, because
I care for none
but you.

I'm wrong, because
I talk to none
but you.

I'm wrong, because
I want none
but you.

I'm wrong, because
I befriend none
but you.

I'm wrong, because
I trust none
but you.

I'm wrong, because
I love none
but you.

I'm wrong
I'm wrong?

S. Bharat