In the blank nights,when moon does not shine,when breeze doesnot move..
In the shinning starry ocean,waves arise..
And ashore,sitting, without blinking,heart wishpers..
Donot go away..
Donot go away from home,donot leave me like this..
Donot fall..
And I wake up alone,in the small room,with colour fading,
Looking around, scared,as if I am back at that moment,
Where your hands slipped out of mine,
Where your steps faded out..
Where the sweet laughter heard vanished..
And run,to open the door,to call after you..
But then I see,the small wooden door,the locked iron door,
The starless sky,the dead moon..
And I laugh at my own self..
Drinking a glass of my own tear,as it drenches my chin,and feels like acid on my already burning heart..
I still wishper..
Stay safe,no matter where you are..
