Some thoughts which i penned down 3 years ago.....
Standing here alone on this vacant platform...
I feel like a flying bird;
Even the acute pain does not move my mind.....
The smoke from my cigarette swirls up
in a complex geometric pattern.....
Only to be lost in the distant scorching sky.
For twenty-two years I have seen that burning sky.....
My life - an express train.....
Speeding on the wrong tracks of life
towards an unknown destination.....
Lots of pain buried alive in my heart,
And with a brush drenched in this pain
Are painted the hollow and false dreams
On a canvas called the Future.
I am still alone today,
Waiting for life's miracles.....
The distant galaxies mock at me.....
May be somebody out there is searching for me....my dad.....
Your cascading black hair, those dreamy eyes
Have long been lost in this galaxy of mine.
While you will one day become lost in someone else's heart,
Who will love you more than I can.....
Feeling very sad for this blue shirt,
Dad used to wear it.....
Dad used to dream..... may be
He couldn't resist the temptation
To feel the burning sky close to his heart.
Coming back to life.....Thinking of my next life,
May be the scorching sky will become blue.....
May be this green earth will give birth
to a burning ember.....
May be a failed youth will take refuge
in a cloud of cigarette smoke.....
My cigarette is coming to an end,
Just like the days with my dad.....
I can see your eyes in the distance like a mirage.....
You are not mine today, you were never mine.....
Still, in my life's desert,
You are a drop of fresh water, a mirage.....
For twenty-two years I have dreamed.....
And have seen them fade away one by one,
Still am happy.....
Somewhere on this earth,
That burnt out cigarette knows me, understands me.....
.....My train has come.....Adieu!
