It is Dawn,
Blue with a tint of white; the horizon lit with a beautiful pink.
It's not dark but the lamps are on;
Changing from a burning orange to a bright milky white.
The process is slow or is it just me who’s lost in time?

It is Dark,
3, 4, 5 I count my cigarette ends.
What is it? I ask myself;
Silence again is what I get.

It's a phase, I tell myself.
Morning would be a better one.
Im up again and feel the same.
Something I missed or something lost.
What is it? I ask myself…..

The sun is high, above my head.
5, 6, 7 and I count again.
Is it something or my head?

Vision blurred and crowds move slow.
Voices muffled and I hear not much.
Palms sweaty, I feel jittery.
I feel so hollow and lost within
I want to write but lost again………

I know im stupid and I've hurt you.
Forgiveness for this mistake is what I ask.

Perfect I am not nor will be;
if I were so, I wonder who was God!

My life and love you are,
lets smile and make up again.
For I promise not to hurt you;
Hurt you this way again.

My life and love you are, and will be till the end of times.
Im just a man and yet again on my knees.
Forgiveness is what I ask,
guilty I will be without which.


This ones for you again Liya. Hope you like it.

Far you are and I here,
Find my eyes meandering seeking a glimpse of you.
An infliction of pain I can't explain, every attempt in vain.
For my motions being subjects of the heart.
Far you are and I here.

I hear a voice,
bemused I am.
I run so fast towards the voice.
Where are you? I scream so loud.
Over again, im on my knees.

The rush of blood, my temples hurt.
Tears I feel roll down my cheeks
You were the light, where are you?

I hear a voice,
It's you my life.
I hold you close and love you much.
Detest the dream; I never trust to be real.

"No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread."