Look at the moon,
Just hope...

Every morning I open my eyes in awe,
Enchanted by finding myself next to you...

Down the lane,
I see...

Dew drops, Sun rise,
Cool breeze, Warm rays...

I have a little brother;
Whom, loves I and my mother...

My pen doesn't wake up to start,
another race against the words...

Why are you so self obsessed?
you are just a human being...

Darkness befall,
propel from fake...

Tuning up with your frequency,
Abruptly changing emotions...

No matter how farther you look,
when the road shows no directions...

It's not a poem or a song,
Sadness has no ryhtm nor ryhme...

Thoughts or dreams,
Day or night...