A shooting star dies in the dark sky;
My heart—eclipsed with midnight silence.
My soul bleeds, your shadow appears;
My insanity dances with love’s lullaby.
Tears erode engravings, secrets demised;
A game of tortures; an opera of images;
To live love again, pain banging my veins;
Promises forgotten; confessions denied.
Calendar dying for a moment of deliverance;
Crystalline whispers shattered by fragrance;
The moon eclipsed; seduced by radiance;
The kohl melts; palls eerie silence.
Every breath a curse, each knocking a sigh;
The heart beats in cage of memories;
In mist of time, fingerprints frozen;
Each tick: a graveyard of scorched emotions.
Grey ashes of colors, your eyes a parable,
Pencils—your fingers on tonight’s ripples;
Thunders and roars, twilight and flashes;
Not vague; not vivid, no clues; no sketches.
Every beating a torture, every second a misery,
A prick is all; your spell—a treachery;
Razor of thoughts, your shadows dissolves;
Prostrating stars weave silver rosary
