Finding my path in
twilight to reach your abode,
where light lives.

If you are an answer
Iam the big question. You tell
me everything without talking.

Your body smells of
smoke. You were trying to bake
you love on the flames.

Searching a lost soul
I found you, and stripped
off the old moon from-

the forehead of Himalaya.
You wanted to manipulate the sun.
I will not stop star-gazing.

Do you know there
were no absolutes in life.
Will you brace the uncertainties?

Like corona a name
sits on your lips and the
moon starts dancing with you.

You stand there
before the mirror, eyes shut
flying to catch the rainbow.

Inaudible a prayer
zooms in. A hymn of moonlight
washes your hands to write grace.

I ask myself sometime,
who was your dynast of pain?
Why sky weeps and rains stop?

Why the queen sleeps for
a visual dream? How many names
the love has? What life demands?

Who will unseal
my questions? A hand slowly
covers the flames and clouds burst!

Make my path,
my dust. I want to leave
my ****** footprints.

Half-moonblind I
was collecting the tears of moon.
Dewdrops hang from my eyes.

Now where we go to
get our wounds healed up?
God was always sleeping?

Going away from me,
I will not stay at milestones.
Road accepts the defeat.

Who was orbiting the
lake to find out the buried
Noah's Ark?

History repeats itself.
God becomes a stranger
weeps for the stolen heart.

Growing moon seeds
on palms? Where was moon?
A single thought shakes us both.

Who was under
surveillance? You generate your
own rains to wash the stains.

Who you love in dark
when stars sleep and night
birds come out for singing.