Pandora Diary: I own the night

Do you have any idea how it feels to walk in an empty room, take a sit and stare at the wall? Blank wall? Close your eyes and imagining an event where the entire room with your work, finely framed and with people gawking at your paintings or probably looking at their own self from the glasses. Then opening your eyes and all the dreams and imaginations disappear leaving a little hint in our mind that the blank wall is waiting….waiting to filled with colors and dreams mostly from people who dreams big.

Lost: Distance.

There’s no road to heaven
But there’s road to love
Love between two young teens
With late night phone calls and short love songs
Making no distance last long.

As time passes and they realises
On search for time and future
More jobs, more money
Less chit chat, less phone calls
Making every distance last long

Bitter Sweet Memories

As time passes, the day will arrive when everything will fade away into memories. But those wonderful days where you and i along with the others. searched together for only one thing….will continue resolving forever, somewhere deep in my heart as my bitter sweet memories.

LOST: Dreams and Reality.

Holding hands
Closed eyes
Chasing unwanted dreams
Still running in the past
Lost in the Dark.

Unfolding the letter
That he sent
Wide open eyes
With a blissful smile
Once again chasing dreams
Only in real life.