The sky is plain.
I search for the Sun,
But it has no face,
Where is the Sun?
Perhaps, it is nightfall.
Now I wonder where the Sun is.
Hope it is where it should be.
Giving light to all without any partiality.
I believe that it will show up tomorrow.
I search for myself in me.
I’m lost somewhere.
Am I where I should be?
Still, after all those years;
I haven’t reached a plane.
My eyes stop at a point;
The Moon has come.
It feels lonely to me.
But I can’t feel its sadness.
The stars started twinkling.
Promising the Moon company.
The Moon is surrounded by twinkles.
Companies forever till the end.
I turn myself into my heart,
I see no twinkling.
Where is the star that used to be?
That which promised has abandoned me.
Now I wander in me!
ego feels..! 