I set fire to my world

Believing in fate and love I dreamt

A wonderland so close

To me, my world it meant

Like the beauty of rose

Painted in shades of red and blue

Would come once and stay

Blushing cheeks and changing hue

Life did transform the beautiful way

But, I set fire to my wonderland..

I set fire to my world

Feel my life burn away...

Words were few but were for me

Love filled time, more or less

Birds did fly in the sky so free

I ended it, made a mess

Rainbows, courage, beauty and mind

Were in bloom or its kind

Comforting Arms that were mine

The presence of the divine

But, I set fire to my wonderland..

I set fire to my world

Feel my life burn away...

Moon must have risen

I am miles away; but the moon must have risen where you are

Some nights went in the darkness of your deep eyes

Some mornings i dream of in the warmth of your arms

Some words that brought us close

Some brewing coffees perfect or black

I am miles away; but the moon must have risen where you are..

The hope of tender particulate moistness on departing

A smile so irresistable and depth so great

Each moonlight made for your love

Moonless night for the craving of your arms

I am miles away; but the moon must have risen where you are...

Hope for Wetness of your lips touching mine

Care expressed or hidden

Comprehending my scolding as care

Erasing the filth of my self doubt with the serenity of your words

I am miles away; but the moon must have risen where you are...

The magic of your hands that make me look good

The willingness to be inked on your heart

Breaking all prisons of beliefs and rules

Earning love and amount to suffice

Memories oh memories

The fear of running away from memories

The shadow of the beautiful and the ugly

Moments captured under flash and brightness

Walks on long stretched roads

Smiles that echoed in the dome

That craving to go back home

The food that mostly surprized with taste

The guavas, papayas, coconuts and plants

Those seemingly endless racks of books

Perpetual chatter that had no growth

Toiling, straining, struggling and surviving

A swimming pool that never saw me diving

The pathway adorned with creatures and species

Those snakes, lizards, birds, egrets and snails

Sunlocked pathways full of shade

A gate that seemed too large

Those evenings at the room

That were full of thoughts

Those nights at the eatery

Where people flocked

Memories oh! Memories

Please haunt me, no more

Were i there, or were these nightmares

For I fail to find, any clue of their existence...