who stole my weapon?

who stole my weapon
my guide, my old friend
I am all alone
locked in my room again

It never splashed blood
but healed the pain
with one stroke kindled the light
enlightened the dead brain

cutting the shackles and chains
bringing freedom in the midnight
unleashing the strained spirits
healing the woeful plight

giving faces to anonymous prayers
mending hearts of a zillion others
like blood running through the veins
It spoke of miseries that floats in drains

who stole my weapon
my guide, my old friend
I am all alone
locked in my home again

Lost Kite

Light is not so bright after all,
when everywhere there's darkness and woeful plight,
I would better stay in anonymity
and see the demons fight,
i am better a dead poet,
a vagabond and lost kite.

Sorry Brother...

I could never tell you
some words i wanna say
time ripped us apart
as you started drifting away

I admit I never understood
your feelings or your pain
all alone in the darkness
you murmured but all in vain

I realise how selfish I was
to not lend you a hand
But I swear, O Brother
you were always my closest friend

I dont't know how this distance grew
and we became estranged
and before I could catch you
you traversed to a different land

You won't beleieve me, I know
but I always adored you
your compassion for one and all
I always respected, n its true

Now as I stand, I promise
I will never leave your hand
will walk by your side, till I die
will always be your friend

Just don't leave me
please you never go
come back to life, oh Dear
we will be together like before