Why I cant sleep
From nights and nights
Am I turning into an
Insomniac?
O my Love !
Where are you?
Come to me
Its been years
The days are
Restless
The nights are
Sleepless
O my Love !
Where are you?
All narrators are dead
The narration is struggling
Struggling for an expression
Expression which gives meaning
Meaning not to text
But to our own existence
O my Love !
Where are you?
Hold my hand
Or embrace me
Embrace me
Or hide me
Hide me
In your narrative
O my love !
Where are you?
Tears lost its way
Mind displaced
Spirit no more spirited
Dreams shattered
Shattered not of absence
But absence of presence
Made it noxious
O my Love !
Where are you?
Promise of
Sheeraz garden
Bosphorus bank
Taj mahal
A walk in paris
Is still alive
O my love !
O my love !
Am waiting
Waiting for that gentle touch
Which make me sane
Which deliver sense
Sense of meaning
Sense of being
Am missing that gentle touch
Touch which made me sensible
Sensible not for you
But for me
O my Love !
Where are you?
Night is passing
And soon the
Melody of azan
Will be in air
O my love
Come to me
End my anxiety
Open the chapter
The chapter
Of which
You are the first word
O my love
Where are you ?
