When I walked the lane empty handed,
Some grains of time sliped from my pockets,
Walls of abundance growled of emotions,
that I always been prepared for the battles in my war jackets,
I may not found you in there,
may be not in the time frame we have shared,
may be in the very next life we are gonna be together,
and may be, then we kiss each other for which we cared,
Some breath are taking long enough time to rejuvenate,
Trying to cool off the fire from a distant extinguisher,
But you know it is of no use upon your resentment,
And I carry a hope of springs in my heart to move to be there,
I belong where your eyes wander into that void space,
I belong to the empty cage of unfulfilled destinies,
I belong to the wishes where you and I are one soul,
And there I want to reside, at your galabel of prestiges,
I will always call your name to the mountains,
and wait for an echo that will tell me your story,
After then I can lose my breath holder for so long,
With an unfortunate fate to tell you that I am sorry.
Sorry I couldn’t understood the presence of space between us,
and more of what lingered underneath my skin,
Forgot to accept the change that flows in our veins,
and hoped, we may carry each other to tell what it means,
But after all the twists and transformations,
All the Transitions and translations,
I am standing beside you, but you are looking onto other directions,
Here I am in your speculations, annihilation & rejections.