Mind is empty
Yet so caring.
Heart is empty
Yet so tender.
Soul is empty
Yet so occupied.
Pouring from an empty cup
It's been a long time.
No one ever told me to stop
I want to stop now.
It is becoming more and more chaotic
Let me give it a rest now.

Hazel eyes
Scattered hair
Luscious lips
Face full of reactions
Hands full of dust
Mind full of him.

Dont come to me with box full of
Brightest stars
Magical moonbeams
Colours of rainbows
Heavenly clouds
Come to me with box full of
Dark, dusk and gloom
I want to see my angels growing
I want them to fly high
I want them to bloom
With in all.

She believed moon is holding her soul.
She believed stars are knitting her broken pieces.
And magic of belief healed her.

Her eyes...ocean of stars
Want to see love till the last sunset.

Sometimes I just want to sit alone and talk to the sky.

Your ultimate comrade is your soul.