You know not how thrilled i would be
to hold your hands and walk the walk...

What would i do i wonder
A life without you would be...

When the body begins to rule over the mind
When the senses go for a toss...

Through those turbulent waves I pass,
Reaching out my hand I look for a sign...

Memories are the gift to every life in this world,
It comes to you when you miss someone...

It's the last flicker that calls out,
A commanding voice, a tightening clout...

You are certainly looking great
No space left for me...

I am waiting
For the hand...

A dead day is hard to live,
A spur stuck in heart is hard to forgive...

Sometimes when time is not scarce,
As I watch the sun set...

I stand a warrior,
Not by a granting wand...

Usually on to the top of the house
I crept during those summer nights...