Falling down, one too many,
like the cold tearing drops of sky...

Darkness clouds,
Whats happy inside...

Winds have gone,
still more to come...

I have a box full of nothing,
I made it when I was little kid...

Sitting at the back, my body still,
my eyes in motion...

A day like any other,
again I saw her walking by...

Memories,dreams,hopes,life,
all is nothing, but a lie...

Life is extended,
another day to live...

Have I felt so cold,
All day long...

No poet i am,
yet script i do...

Hiding behind a door,
keys turned...

Dont close them now,
still theres more to see...