Wanna swing your mood!

I was experiencing Sort of breath When your emotions Hugged me tightly Your presence was the Very lonely reason To go away from worries But you're nowhere now I stretched my hands To fly like a bird To sit on the cloud I wished to be fish To dive in the ocean To get a drop in depth But alas! I couldn't make a balance In deep and high.

We're losing each other You're melting in me And I'm in myself Even though I graved my pain But the epitaph would describe The memoirs of deceased love. There is no inscription Written in words or verse But in the drop of tears. The clouds are entwine With long trees To bless in the heaven. My soul is mourning in grey. All phenomenon is haze.

Spring winds come Dancing back again We and you hope Little drop of rain. Flowers get bloom Leaves turn green Trees bough down Birds itselves preen. Summer goes down Weather makes us cool How chilled brain Wind forgets rule .

Will you stand there When I would be wandering In a lonely lane To fight with My scoundrel thoughts? Will you stand there When I would be at a place Nearby your home To seek a house Of mine? Will you stand there When I would be stumbling With tottering stance To take a few steps To reach you at once? Will you stand there When I would be looking for Your desperate appearance To loose myself In your arms.?

Sun began to grow hot, Immoderate hot, No scanty shadow of tree, Here I got. The whole body turns Into spasm When sun smiles In sarcasm.

Frightful but exciting A fly up in the air The moment to get A pat, to complete the dare I was directed to go In definite distance and height But my vision is free to catch Everything dull or bright I'm eager to go In the plenty of air Through mountain, bushes, Rocks and everywhere

I and she were strolling on the road holding hand each other. She- May I hold this umbrella? I- I can hold baby. She- No Sweet heart, you will be feeling numbness in your hand. Give me please. I was shrugging my shoulder for her but with that, she walked into the rain and didn't look back.

The combination of high and low The perfection of dull and glow Makes the scenario meticulous And also life poisonous and slow. The stairs go to the lamp post Raise our voice to the mountains The leaves of trees say adieus To make every passerby confuse Warming up is not in the air No sign of even a fresh layer Height of monotony attracts toward We can feel every beam of despair.

Sitting in lawn And gazing vast sky Is my muse I pour my love On birds On flowers On invisible gases of environment I love To keep myself silent For hours My hawk eyes Feel immense pleasure When blue sky turns into cloudy When sunshine disappears And rain tickles I keep cool myself Even though Tears trickle.