Life a great journey

In such a short note,

Songs of life sung.

Where steps taken in mistake,

Given not even another chance.
When the crib is ready.

Certainly another coffin too.

Then why the journey?

From one place to another,

Why grow old & live

In this misery.

Dig for happiness people say,

Or is it really - dig for your own grave?

No one is happy, no one is content.

All this dissatisfaction, all this for fun.

Oh, this painful journey.

Oh, this great illusion

Missing you...

I wouldn’t have missed my breaths, had someone been suffocating me, like I missed you.

I missed you, like the sunflower would miss the morning sun rays.

What is that ocean, without the depths of water?

And what is that depth, without that single drop of water.

Your love is like that drop.

I missed you, like the ocean would miss the drop.

How do the clouds know when to rain?

Is it the roar of thunder or my weeping heart?

I miss you, not to weep.

I miss you, for it to rain, for it to rain.

LoVe

In love, there is only pain
What is there to gain?
Yet, you and me
We fall again and again

Happy in our tears
Joyful in those coming years
We deceive and pretend
Ourselves from the coming end