The Sun shines, birds make ha

alas! The Morning is silent;

Somewhere darkness still prevail            

             yet progress of moment is reticent.

I wish a Ray of Hope         

          to enter this tiny Life;

With all wishes cheering

             waiting for the golden time.

A bleeding heart with squeezing vessels

          Days are just another instance;

Pain is the synonym of pleasure

          When I think about this distance.

Friends quote me a Rock star

           ask for a fun every while;

Still I feel like a burning Train

               hiding the sorrow beneath a smile.

Though  heap of Ashes

            scattered like Dead Bliss;

But to keep her happy

                I have made the Promise.