It's three in the morning,
I'm sitting at the balcony,
Looking at the sky,
The stars are twinkling,
The moon lightens the area.
Suddenly a feeling of loneliness hits me,
It makes me realize that I am similar to that moon,
That shines when we see from far,
But actually is dark as a black hole.
And suddenly I realized water drop falling from my eyes.

Death is a life changing event,
Not only for the one who die,
But also for the ones alive.

The concept of death feels so vast and confusing, but yet is so simple,
It's like you're travelling from one place to another, just like we normally travel,
The difference is just that we cannot return to the place we died from.

Many of us are here alive but are dead from within,
Our pain, our sorrows and many other are the reasons behind it.

Sometimes I just think death is better living like this.
Sometimes thinking of death gives a feeling of being more alive.

White shadow isn't just a name,
It's the place from where I came.
And it's a display to the world what I've became!!

People think that anything as such doesn't exist,
But people don't know that it is the shadow of a person glowing from within.

So, it's not just a name,
It shows the inner flame
That's burning inside me and
I adopted it as a name.