Dark side of the moon
And she asked me today,
"what inspires you to write?"
Well, in the mist of darkness,
love could be your only light.
What would have happened if it hadn't kissed
the words in-between those poems of mine?
Without its touch, they would have never
been so beautiful or just too good to rhyme.
I find myself, these days,
too deep into this ocean of love.
Countless times, I have seen that
magical place and fell from the above.
Since the truth is, it's everywhere,
I guess I will reach there very soon.
I have seen all of its colors, not just red or blue,
even the dark side of the moon.