My Enigmatic Companion.....

You say Love is a ritual,
Love, the highest prayer.
Love, the God's accent,
And Love, the benediction.
If I say
I only worship you,
Will you let your tears flow,
Or hold your emotions?


If you seek forgiveness,
I've nothing to say.
If you seek comfort,
I'm all arms for the same.
I've sold my soul for you,
It was all I had got.
I've nothing to give to you now
We still bound to a knot?


You are so far away,
But I can still feel your smell.
You have no words to share,
But I still hear every word you spell.
We are two different an anatomy
But our hearts beat the same.
We may be living differently,
But our world is the same...

My world....

Snow clad mountains,
Green valleys and lands.
Shimmering orange sun,
The beauty that never ends.
The air of nature,
This is the place where I belong...

The green expanse of land,
Steps not so steep.
The cold morning mist,
The clouds' covered peaks.
Atop lies my home,
This is the place where I belong....

I am so far away,
In a some different world,
While all my feelings fray,
Someday I'll return,
To my valleys and my lands,
Till that day I continue to burn....

If I fail to return,
Bring me here
Before my soul has left.
The steps of my farm,
I climbed with skill and deft,
Will lead me to heaven.
And I continue to burn
But someday I'll return....

At the stroke of midnight...

At the stroke of midnight

No matter how low

The voices come and strike

Rises the sun, they're gone

Knocking hard on my ears

The strange voices grow loud

Strike till they bring tears

To my eyes...

Feels like a dream

Or a nightmare

A sun's too bright a beam

Or a pledge to redeem

A statement or a condemnation.

Oh! I am merely a human

Slave of a power supreme.

What else do i have

To manifest my emotions

Here I fumble for my words

As I crave for an attachment

At the stroke of midnight

No matter how low

The strange voices strike

Though I am all alone...