The Unthinkable

The horizon of my thoughts,
Are colored in rainbow,
Depicting multiple moods,
I can be played by,
The limitations of my imaginations,
Shows the true nature of my instincts,
In between, secluded in the corner of the center,
I am playing with,
The unthinkable.

Feeling Blue!

With the advent of the evening, when the sun starts to go down to sleep slowly,

I look at the sky and start missing a face,

The innocent smile of time, gradual laugh of the moon, reminds me of the emptiness of my being,

As the stars starts to appear gradually,
the horizon becomes playground for my thoughts,

writing your name,
so the universe can whisper it to Him,

Reminding me of the innocence of today for the guilt of tomorrow...