Lonely lane...

A name in my heart
A torture unbearable
A phase where nothing seems mine
So is my tale, a tale of that lonely lane

Silent streets, hazy nights, a whisper of agony
Thats where my dwelling is
Where I and my feelings hang about
Unrecognized woe makes me insane
Am I so cursed or I m escaping sanity?

Long vanished memories touch my face
And strokes me gently to say where is that real You..
I just smile with my memoirs
And tell them that they are too beautiful..
The windows of my room are clogged now
As my heart hates those tides of wind

When I look at myself, I see those concealed tears
My abandoned eyes is jaded to see only loneliness
My post box seems vacant
What is the date today ,I wonder
The streets seems so bare
Where is the watchman?

Where am I?
Am I lost ?In this big dirt?
Even my outline seems not mine
Am I actually walking in this lonely lane,
Or am I trying to escape, from the so called reality?