Let me live,
The way lotous blooms on mud.
Let me live,
The way mountain stands on earth.

Let me have a voice,
Not just your judgement.
Let me have a choice
Not just your ignorance.

Teach me virtue,
With it teach me acceptance.
And teach me to love,
The perfume of my essence.

Stranger to you.
Stranger to them.
Stranger to me.
           Me

There is nothing about tomorrow,  
That today can't be.
There is nothing about today,
That tomorrow can't end.

Kiss me with the eyes,
That only wishes to see.
And for ever cherish,
The dreaded heat.
Comfort - not with words,
That only shroud the love.
But with the gentleness,
Of the ever greatful touch.

The vision of you in my head,
Blurred the lines of imaginary.
I say I don't, but I do.
Remember every piece of it.

You left with love, with words,
That still rests on its meaning.
Removing the thrones of flower,
I politely let it cut my skin.


You walked so quickly,
Unhesitatingly,
You further walked away.

Until your shadow turned into ghost,
That keeps haunting me to this day .

No rainbow follows the hurricane,
That growls like the lions roar.
For I am the rainbow that lives,
Forever in the unfortunate storm.

How nice would it be,  
To dance beneath the stars.
Wails of current couldn't wash me,
Neither could it keep us apart.

The crescent moon,
On edge of the horizon.
Later introducing,
It's impartial luminescence.

How nice would it be,
To sit with you for the last time.
Turning mournings and sadness,
To confetti in the sky.