that is linked with an unbreakable thread,
but still sportivity and glee seems dead,
little puffy eyes are now hopeless..
My soul is like an ocean so deep;
Aspiration to kiss the moon;
and to fly might make it immune;
May be then the silence won't weep..
Some rumors might be untrue,
but when heart aches,
sweet moments never retakes;
and disguise feelings are never few..
Crying a silent tear,
with every moment that pass by;
Staying at a place where illusions lie,
and where I hide from my fear..
I wish to have an overseeing power,
So tired of being betrayed every now and then;
and 'am sure I'll have to face it once again,
No wonder why they call me a fading charm in sun shower?