A Faint Trace

I gave half of my looks to a distant shadow

Belief riding on a half-hearted hope

I let half of my breaths flow free in the cosmos

Faith riding upon a distant constellation

I gave half of my screams to a silent shore

Tides riding upon a hope to reach an end

I saw half of myself in the mirror again

Reflections riding upon egos and sorrows

A Figment Of Imagination.

From what I see, my hopes wait at doors waiting for the keys
But you make my fears fade away , like the clouds do to the stars maybe?

So, we are light years away, the stars gossip about our distances
But you silence me , like the sounds of universe do to the chirps maybe?

From what I see, The seconds we talk are the the hours we never made through
But you freeze me , like the winter cold does to the trees maybe?

So, we are thousands of nautical miles away , the waves whisper about it
But you mix me up, like the falling rains do to the crying eyes maybe?

Daily Roses for Peace

So true the sound

The rhythm soars and accrues

This goes on forever, till our songs find a truce..

So high this hope

The passions never scanty and few

This fire must be waiting, for the last drop of dew.. 

So cruel the generosities

The humility is on its knees

The door to love is closed, someone lost the keys..

So ambiguous our gazes

The silence must be speaking

This world is not the place, our eyes are seeking..