Thousands of years I have lived
And now I feel like little bacteria
My heart is filled with pores
And people call it ostia

The night's are glazing with pleurobranchia
And thank God I didn't get ******* hemiplegia
Solitary I feel in my animal kingdom
I wish I could do something with my boredom.

How amazing are these euplectellian shrimps
Dieing together imprisoned
Symptoms of true love they show to me
Together up to death they are known to be.

Maybe I am the class imperfecta
But by birth I am a mammalia
I wish we could both be mycorrhiza
And get hallucinated with amanita.

Someday we would make a synapse
And get into the love with mitochondria
And there our nervous system stops
And there the impulse will walk .

No special organelles I have
I'm just 70s ribosome
My heart is incipient
With foldings of mesosome

Someday you would realise
How beautiful you are through my eyes,
And how slowly your smile
Makes my heart to crystallize.

It's the love that I can give
It's you with whom I want to live,
So tender so true,
A love that I have found only in you.

Maybe you know it
Or maybe not
Maybe you have noticed me
Or maybe not.

But I really Don't blame you
For not recognising my love for you
But I wish someday
You would know it better than I do.

In cage he grew
In cage he flew,
And staring the blue sky,
Was the only thing he could do.
He wasn't sick at heart ,
He just wanted to, taste
The freedom of flight, that awaits.
The day came the doors were open ,
He came out, but now ,
the dreams were broken.
He wept a bit and Turned back
And gave a look,
To the cage and to the man.
He hopped a bit ,
And flapped his wings,
And now in the air ,
He could see, the worldly things.
He flew here, he flew there
Nothing he could find anywhere.
Dreams clashed like a house of cards
Was this the freedom he always asked for.
The clock of the world moved again
The house of the cards clashed again
For now it was the dark shades that was around
No shelter no home
No cage around.
He reached upon a tree
And looked here and there
For now it was the Nightingale
Whose voice he could hear.
Flew to the stage
Stood in front of her
Listening to her voice
Trying to sing with her.
He just lost and forgot
for he is now disturbing someone
She stopped, by his croaky voice,
And laughed till he was awake and alive.
She stood near to him
What a beauty it felt to him,
Apology he couldn't make
As he was lost in the lovers lake.
Nothing she said
And flew to her home,
Leaving a picture of her beauty
In the eyes of our romeo.
The whole night he stood there ,
And watched her sleep ,
Glancing at her beauty
That paused, his sleep.
Madly he banged his head on the trunk
Just to test, if he was drunk
No it wasn't the wine he drank
It was the beauty of her eyes
In which he swam.
The morning came with bright rays
The canopy made a romantic phase.
A beautiful voice
Came to his ears
Yes! Yes! She was near
"Who are you? " she asked
"I am a traveller who is lost "
"What's your name?" she asked again
"Lost my name in the past pain"
She kept quiet for a time
And then made a flight
In between the rays of light.
Dusk came she started to sing ,
And the owl started to stare with out giving a blink.
She saw him and stopped
She flew to a branch and hopped.
He came near and asked
What made you to stop?
Said nothing she stared at moon,
Silence was so high
As if she wasn't here.
And the next moment ,
Yes, she had disappeared,
He searched for her
She wasn't there.
For if now she was lost for ever and ever.
He came to her nest,
Hopped inside, peeped at the moon,
And started to cry .
When he slept he did not know
Little bulb was about to glow.
Morning he woke up
It was a The dark shady place
Yes! It was the cage
Yes! It was the cage