01.10.2003 wed after midnite.
after drinking from the bowl of life, imperial blue in color.

after midnite
fan is silence
nothing else is talking of silence

moon, half-clad
so distant
to know my feelings
if it was morning
i wud’ve asked the birds passing by
to pause the chirping for a while
n smile at me
an’ here my wail

oh! the curtain has fallen
n itz dark all around

i forget myself
i forget myself

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