He woke up from a dream today,
To gaze sight at the break of dawn,
A part of his life gone for the day,
As the morning dew drops on the lawn

Precious memories mingled with emotions,
As the night before played in his mind,
A beauty that needs full devotion,
The red tulip blooms for his kind

Tears fill his dazed eyes,
A thought lingers for that touch,
This heart twisted with cries,
His mortal love for a soul he has not seen much

The dark clouds sweep in gracefully,
Announcing the fall of the mighty rain,
This soul sits in the corner of despair,
Afraid of that grey world of calamity

The windowpane becomes blurry,
And so do his visions of her fade away,
In the cold midnight chill,
Leaving the darkness to prevail

He kneels down by his bed,
Gazing up at the darkened skies,
The moon shining bright,
And the stars twinkling brighter

He prays to the nightfall,
As his ravenous beauty dances with the stars,
Her shadow among the clouds,
An apparition hidden among the darkness,

This dark forlorn love,
As the sands of time change,
He remains there still,
An embodiment of his sacred feeling,
Worshiping her, day and night.

Vijaya Balan (2008)

Sunrise
Rays break through
dewdrops cease to fall over fields

Morning
Breakfast with fiends
barricaded in a fortress

High noon
Creatures spill out
blocking out abstract skies

Twilight
Fight for your life
Don't let the clothes weigh you down

Nightfall
Bleed out while you can
There's nowhere to hide in the darkness

When the lights go out
I am afraid of myself,
my shadow stops walking aimlessly
and my friends become souls.

Stuck to a new thought,
I go through my awareness in hurry.
I don't want to be so slow,
therefore, I don't live such a life.

I didn't still get used to the dawn;
it's so captivating, full of future.
I didn't still get used to lose you.

And here's so dark;
more than the nightfall.
Hard to live, I swear...