An unfinished dream

Yet again,

I find myself,

In the middles of an unfinished dream,

Where, I am chasing the future,

While the present is slipping away from my hands,

Yet again,

I find myself,

Looking for thyself, from my own eyes,

Missing the surroundings completely,

Passion, desire, ambition are calling me,

While love and virtue calms me down,

In the conflict of now and then,

I am splitting into known and the unknown,

Yet again,

I am struggling 

with myself,

I am confining myself to the limitations of my thoughts,

While my desire is disappearing into the unknown,

Yet again,

I am lost,

To be found, and lost again,

While, I remain loyal to my desire,

I pursue happiness of a new kind,

Creating a bridge between now and then,

I am asked to chose between here and there, 

Yet again,

Looking into the future,

The old smiles at the new,

Calling me an obsessive compulsive,

Flirting with the new,

I kindle my emotions for a mute passion, with a blind faith,

Yet again,

With a closed mind,

I wake up,

From my unfinished dream,

With a desire to sleep and dream again,

Of a different time, 

Of a different place,

With happiness around me,

Where compassion surrounds me,

Yet again,

I dream again!

Let's be strangers again!

I wish, we could start over again,

Let's be strangers again

From us, we can be you and I, again

Let me introduce myself to you, 

Once, I was, yours

Someone not known to you now,

I am the stranger you will know, love and hate again

Do you see yourself changing in my eyes,

And

Becoming a estranger once again,

Are you the same, who would care and be indifferent again?

Or will you become a stranger again?

Are you my destiny or am I your illusion,

You still remain in my thoughts,

While I am in the heart of your dreams,

We both walk across the life,

Side by side,

We both live the same dream,

In separate times and in separate minds,

Unable to recognize each other,

In the desperation of solace from each other ,

I wish, we could start over again,

Let's forget, 

What we know,

Let's be strangers again...

A Mute Song of Happiness

In the suburbs of the heart,

Away from the graveyard of the past,

I walk through the memory lane,

Reaching to a place,

Where I can rest and gaze in the future,

Unfolding it in front of my eyes,

Moment to moment,

I become an audience to myself,

A spectator to my life,

Like an unfinished dream,

Crude and jarring,

Deep and calm,

Enigmatic and misunderstood,

Like a mute song of happiness.

Shedding A Dry Tear

Look at my face,

My masquerade smile,

Listen to the echoes of my heart,

The sound of emptiness,

Shackle with my soul,

Look around and see,

The shallowness of my thoughts,

With some broken smiles,

A few unfulfilled desires and a few happy moments,

A graveyard of memories,

A garden of hopeless ambitions,

Stay here for a while,

You will see your shadow,

Emerging from an unfinished dream,

Come closer,

You might see,

The selfishness of my compassion,
Camouflaged in piety,

I am sitting alone,

Looking at you,

Shedding a dry tear.