With a saddened grim on her face
She opened her eyes from the last tiring night
It was heavy in sleep, burdened dreams
So many desires, leaping their last breath of faith!
Many nights like last night, many dreams dark bright,
And they have secured their place in this tiresome attire!!

I see, my heart has many spaces
For love of different sprouts
Seeds of these different kinds have occupied the broken and , some closed doors
And windows open and shut at different tyms!
This heart, a swollen ****** heart
Seeks through these half opened windows
A bright sun, with rays shining like a golden armour!
I have beseeched every part with the utmost love
And now the plants have turned into strong doves,
Enrooted deep in my blood!

May be, after years of turmoil
Few broken windows will be stolen
And others repaired
And the nights will be nomore enchroaching
And my demons will not take last leap of faith
And,
Might be ill beleive the fact
That LOVE DO EXIST!!