Delineating the trajectory of a fleeting thought
I delved deep, toiled and then fell apart
transiency of it was obvious
but the challenge was too tempting
it proved futile in the end
nevertheless I tried

Separation is what our love is ...

The sky tells the earth
I wish to touch your heart for once
but all that I can do is watch you
all day and night
Separation is what our love is.

The sun tells the moon
I wish we could float together in the blue sky
but all I can do is burn
all day and night
separation is what our love is.

The sun tells the waves
you are so lucky to touch every now and then
Ocean replies: yes, I can
but we can never be together ever
Separation is what our love is.

The Swallow

A Swallow flew over her head
And sat and gawped at her
Mesmerized by something in her, he thought
Who was she and how she came so far

He hopped towards her stealthily
Until a gesture changed her hue
For the first time he saw her blue eyes
Her lips were like morning dew.

He wished to care and love her
But night started gulping the day
Fearing the night might trouble her
He flew showing her the way.