Love is a mirage in this desert called life;

It makes you believe in things which doesn't exist...

you are that moon
which no eclipse can hide...

neither a friend
nor an enemy;
we are two strangers
with some same set of memories.

Once again,
As I crossed the road
By your house
The air-
Bathed in some familiar scent,
Kneading the outgrown grass
Attempted
To *******
To then
When once,
The rainbow was you
And colors- I called them mine.

Take a time
And look into the mirror;
Find the deeper you.

"Why are you lying to yourself?"