5 (O) clock in the morning
& i hear a knock at my door...

So many layers i have inside
within these tears, they all subside...

Dust has finally settled down
all fears of life have turned to reality...

Look at the brighter sun today
glowing like a bride...

Waves of sorrow
waves of pain...

Changing seasons, changing time
different reasons, but same old rhyme...

Some trust with a bit of pure love
simple needs of life by us all...

Wheels were on fire last night
while my scarlet eyes were burning bright...

Promises of staying together forever
spoken from your black tongue...

Sitting next to the windowsill
wondering how lonely moon must be feeling too...

Confessions in a wooden box
waiting to be heard someday...

Sitting at the edge of a river
as the sound of water touch my feets...