My heart weeps in silent cries,
Yet knows not the reason why.
The mind’s a storm of perplexity,
Where love of Man is chained and bound.

The sky resounds with silver voices,
While earth lies scattered with broken hearts.

At a fingertip’s distance, between you and me,
I met you somewhere upon this vast, turning globe.
With your bewitching gaze — I swear, I am in love.
But no, let it be, if your heart knows no bounds.
Come, meet me in the hub of my soul, where I dwell,
And see why I write, why I live, and why I long to be eternal.

I felt the world was worthless,
A hollow place of fading light.
But seeing you here,
My heart came alive again.

I know — you do not know,
And you are not near me.
Even so, I don’t wish to tell you
That I love you…
But I love you.

Now, a new inspiration rises within,
To write the lines of my heart,
Hoping one day
Heart will meet heart.

And in that destined hour,
We will sing — joyfully, fearlessly,
For the world where we belong,
And for the love we carry.

If the sky was shaped by the Almighty for a reason,
And the Earth was born with purpose too;
If the seas and rivers were carved with intention,
The Brahmaputra destined to meet the sea,
The Subansiri fated to embrace the Brahmaputra —
Then how could I ever believe
That you were made for nothing?
No — you are here for reasons,
And I need you for them too.