I still see who you are, beneath
all of this anger and hatred...

Today the sun was rising with a bit of
shyness, struggling in the midst of dark...

It's really cold in here
The place is pitch black...

It screams within me
where the sun fails to...

Echoes in empty places
Wandering around sad faces...

Robust,
where the looks in your eyes...

We both entitled
one another with names we...

You promised to let go
in the absence of hope...

She sat praying near
the outskirts of loneliness...

I thought your picture was burnt
in my eyes but I was wrong. Never...

Call me sensitive;
but to me it's a disease...

Looking out my window pane
I had a glimpse of the old days...