The burnt house had a smell so divine,
That I thought I had lost a bit of sense…

A man can hope,
If he’s drowning in a massive sea…

No veil of ignorance can shield this pain,
No sanctuary from the relentless strain…

They turn by themselves,
The pages of LIFE…

In the storm’s fierce howl, resilience stands tall- A beacon of strength amidst…

She sensed the signs, her heart could see,
The hidden truths and false decree…

From long spiritual pilgrimages,
To the greatest architectural marvels…

The moment I realized I was nothing,
In the night when he was all those stars…

Gazing at the bleeding wounds,
Emerged a few scars

Her lips were pale
Eyes two large shining rocks…

There it was, again.
The smile that bled…

The wooden bench bore sole witness
To the unrestrained tears…

One word alone, it alters life’s course,
Binding me to you, in unison’s force…

In the fading light, I stand alone…

Be the wind in someone’s sail,
Be the calm in someone’s gale…