for every gloomy night and bright morning,
for every deep breath and slight smile,
for every clock tick and eyes flicker,





                                                   ­                                                                 ­                         I love you.

people lose things,
chances,
dreams,
love,
relationships,
each other,  
                                                        ­             and hope,
but what I lose most the time is myself,
not my outside-self, but my inside-self,
and people take intervals or forever
to get back what they lose,
and I wonder, whenever I'll take interval or forever,
to get back myself.

I wanna wrap her words in suave tissue,
tied with tender tape,
then put it in the darkest place,
reach for it every time I need her.





and god, only if happiness can be wrapped in a box,
so I'd wrap mine for her,
with a bouquet full of shiny sunflowers!

Pomegranate is sweet on her lips as she stands on the barrier edge
Bit by bit petals stretched
The pomegranate seeds start to set in a spell
Yet not knowing soon she will be entering hell  
In the centre of earth a massive crack
Coming out the devil himself secretly planning an attack
The daughter of seasons was pulled in
Leaving the devil with a grin
Mother nature arrived too late
As her daughter stands by the entrance ‘’Gate of destruction’’
For six months she will stay below
In the other six she can enjoy the rivers flow.

The society we live in has differed and changed
No matter how we try we never shall stray
The matter of peace is no more up for discussion
The outcome is utter disruption
The period of talking has expired
The time comes of execution
And there shall never be any resolution...

Life is something we all share
Just like the oxygen in the air
In life its ok to make mistakes
It just shows you are real and not fake