The mind is washed away by all the glitters of world
But when i realize i got to sleep like the departed,
I am sad coz i will have to leave the beautiful life and go
Somewhere down and shimmer like the candle
Which someday will burn beside my epitaph.
How can i leave this world which gives me joys?
At least once from unexpected places.
Shall this unsung glory of my love prevail,
Even after am gone? meshed life
Why are you holding me?
I can’t think when there’s so much happening around.