‘Cos stop all and you are

Smoldering ember.

All my fancies are

Like fire works in mind

I agree to take everything

In my stride.

Want your friendly eyes

Become world of mine,

Tell all your pains

And when you cried.

Some other days draw

Total eclipse in my heart.

Dreams lost its place

In that pitch black dark.

Want to heal those wound

With those tunes I gone astray,

See the difference apart us

Thousands of light years away.

Good days are rare through this time

Likings lost  their way in morass,

Still searching that ‘Touch stone’ day and night

Here life drips down through the hour-glass.