My eyes witnessed an astounding sight
The freshness of dew, the sweetness of pine...

The sensitive heart wrapped by the hard cocoon
Thousand blows strike the shell...

Sometimes life seems like a curtailed song
With a kaput tune and a meaningless lyric...

No one comprehends the true me
Even I myself am oblivious...

Life is a game of chess
With inticacy countless...

Is human life a memorable book
Containing events astonishing as well as that made...

1 cup of ambition
and 1 cup of passion...

Hanging on the branches
Swinging with the wind...

I was a petite seed
and no one paid any heed...

Oh river oh river, flowing on your own route
Not willing to perturb, so surging with less toot...

I wish I would be a ocean
Full of treasures...

When the early morning sun rises
We feel it is end of all crisis...