I am the Fakir of the eternal land of divine.
The shadows of the unknown past
Follow me
They tell, my soul is sold.
But, I am too young to be old,
I wander alone seeking the light,
Waiting for the sun to shine.
Waiting for the perfect past,
To resurrect in time.
Among the beasts of delution
I am the master of myself.
Before I sleep into unconsciousness
I long for one last kiss …
A gentle push of tender lips,
A little dip in the aquatic bliss.
I still picture you in the streets,
Full of lights and life is so fast.
I still see your soul without scars,
I still adore the past.
Tell me where your freedom lies,
I’ll never walk that lane.
Let me know the reason you cried,
I'll drench myself in your rain.
Nights are lonely; but eyes are not…
Shown you everything; there is nothing to hide.
I was down and upset; but now I am reborn
Bitter like truth and naked as child.
