The lady was passing
so sparkling in dazzle...

There is an end to me and you,
but not to us...

So deep in my ears,
there is a song...

"One man's freedom fighter
is another’s terrorist...

like a moth that was going towards the fire.
I have seen you in darkness...

Our death is intended
unless we prove otherwise...

We all are on death row.
we all are convicted of living...

When I do not find your black eyes
everything founders...

The moon is yet full
even when just half or non...

I'm so lost in me
that only in you I can...

O my beautiful butterfly
you are not so beautiful after all...

Let me be indebted
to your vulnerability...