My heart won't tell that
The time flee as I am with
You, something special
As the heat rises in funnel

My heart won't tell that
The most perfect person for me
Is you, something fulfilling
As the sound comes from the engine

My heart would jump in joy
As I spend every second
With all my slow breathe as toy
Clearing the mist as I jog

My heart would admire you ,
For you, the imperfection of all solids
With all my sorrows, ****** by you
Here I say, I love you!

I love red roses
There is another part
Where, I love lions
As if you can separate apart.

I love red colour,
There is another part
Where, I love sky coloured
As if you can separate apart.

I love reading books
There is another part,
Where, I love to be in hooks,
As if you can separate apart

That's all me,
No right, you have to judge me,
Cause,only I know the better me
Better, never try to near me.

Blank, I saw you
Broke, now I am
Unknown, the reason for me
Wanted, you are to me

Blanket, I am under
Tears fill, fall unnoticed
Tears open up into a blunder
Here I am trying to be noticed.

seems like there comes the hightime
find myself doing no crime
in this prime, I am caught
as I already feel , I fought enough.


My eyes shutter hits its end,
in pain, as I bend into my shell,
the suite closes in darkness,
with all explicit advantages.

Heart feels the emptiness
tummy feels that fullness,
Brain that is so restles,
in full,wanted the king back.


Examinations push me to do few,
all ready with my curfew,
the crew's highlight,me, look terrible,
wishing things not to turn horrible.

Stella,the car,waited hours and hours to be towed,
as it drowned in water , for the god watered the city,
like the overflown affection is endangered,
water flowed everywhere, but nothing can be drunk.

Bella, the mobile phone, waited days to be charged,
as it died in water, for the god watered the city,
like the overflown electricity is dangerous,
electronics had their places everywhere, but nothing can be used.

Chola,the apartment, waited weeks to be cleaned,
as it had been dipped in water, for the god watered the city,
like the overflown population is dangerous,
Flats and complexes built everywhere, but nowhere happy people lived.

Chella, the girl, waited years to play in rain,
as she have seen no cry of cloud but dry mud,
like the overflown scarcity is dangerous,
water flows everywhere,but nowhere she can play.

The wheels started rolling on and on,
as i move forward on and on,
sitting in front to see the show on,
for i enter the street to see no light on.


With coordination, moves my leg,
to my expectation, the show was different,
like a dream house, i entered with coordination of legs
giving me a beautiful garden in one print.


Turning left and right and left,
i find myself in my antique dream,
i played around, so smooth like cream,
thanking god for this pretty gift.


As I enter, found a beautiful garden
that seemed dangerous in dawn,
turned the key to the heaven, leaving behind burden,
pinky baby, rooms gave echo,thats all I saw.


There came the balcony, giving me that photogenic,
As i stood there,like a dog sensed the tsunami,
so astonished by the view, so cinematic,
finally i started finding myself in me.


chill,cold,charismatic,chaotic,
morning came in, plunged into all tip,
the sword so beautiful, stamped with magic,
wanting a hot coffee to start just with a sip.