Cant try to open the fragile door
Which connects my heartbeat to your tune,
The nick on the surface of my dream
Show the eternal traces of your imprint,
The fragrance of the woe
has filled my life like i am stuck in its meadow,
Everytime when i get small glimpse of your endearing countenance
It takes me directly to the state of oblivion,
The stony road i chose hastily
Inrtoduced me to the pain and disability
Somedays i stop and regret
And somedays i relish the pain to rise up.