Searching for you...

Searching for you
everywhere
In the path of success,
Not in the path of failure.

Time just asks me a question
Why your mind loses
Its balance
At the creased valley of tears.

Come on...
Forget yesterdays.
Look! the road to success
Is under construction
For you....

bottled ink..

Sometimes the night envelopes me

With questions in pale shade of purple

Why you weep into my eyes?

How your tears become mine?

When and how I cocoon your breath?

Why I feel touching the wander

of your silent feet?

Let me whisper the answer....

I watch the faintest melody

Of wounded soul

And I quiver still breathing

The warmth of you.