Into the Shades

The unfolded pages, One after another were lining, Into the rows, But the shades were hanging as bats. You was somewhere in my loneliness. I felt emptiness, Everywhere, there my dried tears, Explored a story of my poverty, My wounded untidy feet, Marked my identity on the colored petals, Where I were walked since my birth, And sculptured my journeys as you drew a map, I travelled alone in my dreams. A hope was fleecing, And fiercing upon me, Only you were waving through the pages, And words were garlanding my path, Memories were streaming my heart, Love is a destination, That is only a human achievement. Don’t disappoint me, I ‘re born only for you. My colour, caste, and race, That is only my identity of mankind. People love colours, When they choose a bunch of flowers. People love their castes, When they develop relations, People like different races, They enjoyed their hobbies, When they breed costly races, I ‘d never seen any danger, Human enjoyed faith, Where friendship was loyal. Snake, Loin, Elephant and Tiger, That was only my trust, But you destroyed my destiny, Where a path was flooded, And you lost somewhere in bloodshed. My innocence was crying in my loneliness. A tone was chasing me in the darkness. Where nobody has his destiny. Poverty was growing the Paths.