Come to me, let me pull you closer,
So close you can hear the murmur...

I was alone, and walking with my shadow,
Did not know which way should I follow...

A thousand miles lay between us,
The sun and the moon separates us...

Sadness is just a state of being,
Wandering aimlessly and no time to sleep...

Enigma is just a word describing my emotions,
perplexion writ large on my decadent mind...

Paradise...

The vision brought me into light,
Out of the darkness engulfing...

Is it just you or is it just me?
Or is it for both of us to see...

Like footsteps imprinted in transience,
Washed away by the relentless waves...

To walk hand in hand was a promise?
Or a vow to forget...

(The poem might seem to be blasphemous or unholy...
Tell me oh lord why would i look up to you...

A forgotten tale comes back to haunt me,
It clouds my eyes and tears flow like the rain...