I met someone the other day,
Turns out to be a long lost piece of the puzzle
How I know? the heart always knows

Must be in the way his heart beats out of tune,
whenever I lay my head on his chest,
As he wrap his arms around me
That I know I found the one

It's in the way he get lost within my eyes
And I suddenly feel butterflies in my tummy
The way he hold my hand
And I instantly desire to dive right in

My heart has found its home
How I know? the heart always knows

If grief was not love,
I wouldn't be here,
With a bleeding wound,
Feeling the feel that I feel,

Though ancient it seems,
Deeper is the bleeding,
And forever dripping

All of me wish you were here,
To answer these million questions at hand,
"Why, how, did you?"
Yet it goes forever unanswered,
And turns into a voicemail

If grief was not love,
I wouldn't be here
Listening to the Sunday Blues

I'm gonna shut the world,
And just be on my own,
At times

Don't take it otherwise,
You are not at wrong,
It is all me

An introvert,
Who need to recharge,
Away from anyone

There are moment I just miss you,
Like then, like now, right here,
Where your presence is forever hidden,
I just miss you

Divided by oceans,
Separated by Heaven,
Your face hidden forever,
I just miss you

I loved you when you visited,
I loved you when you packed and left,
Even when you broke my heart,
I loved you

No! Wait,
How can love ever be in the past tense,
When it reside in the heart till forever?

I love you, I love you,
And endlessly, I love you
And if forever is a long time,
That's how I'll continue to love you,
With no expiry date.

Yet nothing happened today

Either battles nor victories,
Compliment neither condemnation,
Not phone calls neither emails,
Of satisfactory news either unlawful,
Nothing of sadness either of happiness

Yet nothing happened today,
Hope whispered.

You say you're okay!
But the ocean within your eyes,
Articulate a different prose.

Love finally found me at ease,
Just the way I fall asleep,
When I close my eyes in a minute,
And find myself in the fantasy train within the next.

Is diving through the ocean
One can only grasp in her dreams
Yet I find it within your eyes

Perfect numbers, they say,
A symbol of divine life purpose
Came in with a thick breath of harmony,
As though everything is anew,
Yet the ocean within her eyes
Is still as deep as her yesterday thoughts,
Of becoming more richer, magical,
More kinder than she were last season.

Her veil were divided in between,
while she hid behind the curtain of shame,
walking through the street of frustrations,
while her eyes spoke volume of agony.