seems like I am getting drawn to
the beauty of barren lands and the deserts,

as fiercely as I go in my best efforts
to dry-up every drop of love that never quenches my thirst!
the pain is getting so dry,
I am getting in love with the dryness!

eagerly waiting for a sharp and cold knife
to rip me off..still standing there to fight it off,
so that it just melts down
and then dries-up.. then find my dryness to go ahead! !

coldness is enough.. this coldness
is so enough.. I got so frozen-up,
as much as my wishes and pleads for love!

find no warmth in these
cold hearts.., no warmth,
all good now to go find my place
in the scorching heats,

get burned and be happy
spreading the warmth like Sun,
to every coldest of the hearts,
that might freeze another heart, otherwise!