I, Me, & Myself...


...I'm complete!!!
Now I need nobody else!!!

Like holding Sun's hands comes morning,
& night, holding those of darkness,

Like money comes holding the hands of ego,
& status, holding one's dress,

Like the troubles come holding the life's lessons,
& relations, holding selfishness,

The same way-
The beauty of my thoughts,
The charm of my body,
The shine of my eyes,
The glow of my face,
The happiness in my toughest phase,
Comes just with your presence...

Like pain comes holding tears,
The same way,
Your absence, holds all my sorrows & fears...

Bit by bit
It's eating me...
- the depression!!!

Bit by bit
I'm drowning...
- in this melancholy's ocean!!!

Firstly my toes,
Then my legs,
Then my nose,
& now the one left is just melancholy & not me!!!

I can no more breathe!
But I can see,
I can feel,
Myself fading away,
In this never ending fountain of melancholy...

Unobserved,
Unremembered,
I have gone on that side of this ocean all alone...
Now left is merely melancholy
& faded me,
All those fake lovers & relatives being gone...

Hoping that you will  understand,
Why I did so,
My dearest friend,
I know I promised to never leave you,
To never hurt you or anyone else,
But the things have slept away from my hand...

My dearest,
Sometimes even when a thousand lamps burn,
There is a corner of darkness left...

My friend,
Even when the lips are smiling,
The heart can bleed with tear...

There isn't a thing like I don't trust you,
The fact is that all the stars shine so bright,
But the one you can reach to are few...
....& you my unreachable star,
       who became mine sitting seven
          oceans far!

Oh my dearest one, I do ******,
As much as the last drop is trusted to quench the thristy's thirst..

Don't you worry, my love!
Cause I believe we'll meet!

Yes, we'll meet,
Beyond this night, beyond this sky,
We,
The two love birds'll fly...

Don't you shed these pious diamonds, my sweet!
Cause we'll again meet,
We'll meet when the moon'll be kissed by the sea,
& when the sun will go to take rest,
On his beloved, night's breast...

Don't you be gloomy, my heart!
Cause we'll meet,
In the deadly silence,  & midnight's dark,
So bright will the two spirits spark...

Don't you look back again, at this separation, my dearest!
Cause this is our last separation,
& a step to make us the closest!

We'll meet when our souls will be free from all these humanly binds,
When this body & all these relations will be left behind,
When we won't have any fear,
& in land of love,
We'll be welcomed with flying colour...

Then these songs of melancholy we won't have to repeate,
& I know we'll definitely meet....