On the dark night of amavasya, when I was all drowned in the fright,
The sky seemed like a blackhole, felt like its gravity engulfed the light,
I started losing hope, maybe it's too late, maybe I can't make things right,
I turned my head in despair and appeared a sky lantern to my sight,
It struck me then, more the darkness, more the lantern appears bright.

I sat down with a sigh thinking about the creator of this world and his might,
When I could see nothing through my eyes, he left me in a state of deep delight,
Unknowingly I screamed 'help' to the flying lantern departing from the site,
Chased the lamp till was out of breath, exhausted me couldn't stand upright,
Suddenly a voice echoed in the sky, like a flame of fire it energized my insights,
Turned around and there were fire crackers lightning up the sky like twilight,
Every time you feel upset just pray once to god, he is always there to help you in the fights.

You are the earth - revolves around the sun.
I am the moon - revolves around the earth.
Every day you wait for the sunrise even knowing the sunset will take place.
Every night I long for Pournami’s light
Yet embrace Amavasya lost in the night.
You are the last page in the book I adore.
I am the first page in the book you choose to ignore.
I cannot close what you cannot start.
This unspoken word can never be said.
The end of the joy which never felt.
The end of the warmth never left.
The end of the journey was never planned.
The end of the story which never begins.
A dream that time and fate refused to pursue.