Every night in my dream i see ur feathers fall on my face.
and I feel your smell around me....
window is open
moon beam is on my bed
white curtains are in the air
one candle lit up in my room
out side of my window
air plays with dead leafs
your smell swims in the air
its me, you, the old house and the moon
my night passes with a hope..
I stay awake beside my window Waiting for you.
The hundred years old house beside my place
Loosing their brick day by day…
In my place ; where trees form walls,
confining me to this empty space.
Night comes with it sighs of painful, sorrow
Every tree has a secret love spot. Every place has a story to tell.
My home is just there, just there beside the old banyan tree
At night leafs talk to the wind…….shhhhh
In this windy night dead leafs know what pain is…
They know they have to depart..
I know u stand beside them and ,ur smell stays with them…..
When the dead leafs carried by the air,they carry your smell with the wind
u whisper to them and they tell you their stories .
I know you are there.
Somewhere there...
At night when with wind rain falls I see you standing there helplessly. alone
I stretch my hand to u..i know you try to stretch yours too.
but cant …..
.i see tears drop from your eyes.
I cry. I shout and I fail…
what can I do. I am helpless
i just look at you,
I ust I look at you.
And I watch you from my window..
Somewhere there I know
you exist
some where there I know
you exist….........