A story of my previous night....

It died last night

In the stormy weather

The easy death it was,

My hands shivered in haste

And my legs abated on side

body lied there all night long...

Nobody knew where I was

In a corner

Gasping for some air

Difficult to last from here...

Pain inside tickled me more

The last laugh I abhor

Everything seems so far

My inner self died

The night love left a scar...

A new beginning

A found journey

A proposed life

With all means I lost...

Set on a stage, again I start my act

The script I pray

Should last long

The editor of my life

Could ask more...

I will be the assassin this time

I wish to beg once again my life...

I sing along....

I sing along with

The brisk morning of the lilies

Blossoming from their flower,

The fluttering of the mango trees

Ripening with their fruit,

The humming of the mynas

Floating by my side,

and the ripple of the river

That flows beneath the hills....

I sing along to celebrate the moment

to forget my past

to excite my present

And to endure the future....

Lyrics forgotten, music in shreds

The voice echoes in parts

And yet I hear them in vain,

Weather changes with hope

I swear not to leave my song

Bewildered next morning

I long for a new tone....

I sing along

With the rising of sun

I sing along

With the night of the moon

I sing along

With the love I made

And I Sing along

With whom I never met....