Miss

Miss my Language..
Miss my expression..
Miss my ideology..
Miss my patience..
Miss myself..
Miss you..
Miss the one who understood..

Every Call

Every call of my liking..
Every effort on my part..
Is the reach out with honesty..
O my beautiful one..
O my complex one..
Smile on this crazy one..

Sky Clouds

The sky clouds..
Pours out rain in leaps and bounds..
Calling out in unison..
To play a game forlorn..
The beauty of you..
The beauty abound..
Come on angel for the calling is profound..

Silent..

Silent cries..
Silent echoes..
Silent communication...
Silence for the meek..
Silence for the powerful...
Silent revenge..
Silent infliction...
In the silence...
I move...
To the silent oblivion..
To the depths of silence...
A silent cry...
with the silent echoes..

Musical Psycho

The musical Psycho is driven..
Driven to the point of obsession..
What's the point..
What's it worth..
Only catalysing to self destruction..
What shall he get for his persistence when his heart is blackened..
Either ways he stand to loose..
She had the choice to make it not so difficult..
She says no hang ups no troubles..
Then why the mountain of every reaction..
She wanted normal then why doesn't she act so..
He is troubled, he is to lose either ways..
What is he getting for his liking..
Or she simply doesn't care