mayabini

The only thing I could have given you
was my love and some more love!
Imagine a blood stained rose.
What does that portrays?
A dream turn bad?!
Like some stray strokes
on a sheet of white
vague thought oozes out of my mind.
The day is near when my pen will run dry
and the thoughts that haunts my mind
will be gone forever!
I often look up to the heaven
And wonder why I am like this.
Like a lonely traveler in deathly Sahara
Braving the dusty storm and the elements
I move along the raging sands
With nothing but hope deep inside the heart
Maybe one day I’ll…
--get what I was destined to get
--lose what I was destined to lose.
Perhaps one day I’ll win
just because I chose to lose today.
Do come to inform me about my winnings
with some white lilies in your hand
don’t shed tears then…
‘coz I just hate them!!