MEDEA

Such eyes of yours I hold so dear
Countenance I oft see in the starry sky
Whenever I set glance in the luminous night
Dreaming of something beyond my sight

Restless heart of mine made me fidget
Never knowing where to put this feeling
Could it be just to deny this love of mine
For to do so makes me more blind

Sweet are the moments I want to treasure
For when I with you I feel so secure
Carefree I was whenever I hold your hand
For it was like I’m in the neverland

Amorous you are beyond compare
Folly I was I never care
To fight the thing called love is hard to bear
If it seems to go on forever I’m ensnared

Forlorn I may be and disconsolate
But by your side blissful I was in state
Victim of delusion of longing I was
Valiant I must be to tell her this love

Fair Medea, if only I could
Stand with you in your chaste mood
Make you happy as far as I could
And inspire you I should

Castles in the air I may everyday build
Yet as long as it was you I dream of
Never shall I tire to go forth
For you’re the one I love the most.

CIRCUMSTANCE BEYOND MY CONTROL: WHEN CHANCES TAKE OVER

I wish I was perfect. I wish I was impeccable. Yet the truth is I'm a mere mortal I must admit. I thought that I could control everything as long as I believe in myself. I thought everything would just go as I planned it but It was all in vain. I was not able to transcend with the pique of reality. I was lost and I'm seeking for path to follow the gleam of hope. What happens when the mind and heart collide? Which of the two will I follow?

The Pang of Love Born Out of Sight

Love at first sight. At first, many a people would conjecture that its just a relatively sympathetic kind of emotion out of attraction towards the opposite sex. It's something improbable unless you've experienced it. Leaving you in an awe after you've realized that someone is the cynosure and the apple of your eye was inexplicably astonishing. You don't even know that person and yet she continuously linger on your thoughts, trying to engulf your logical faculty, persisting to be the object of your phantasm. Happiness, contentment and vigor, that was the very emotion you ought to feel whenever you see that person. You cannot deny the feeling of longing for someone that matters to you the most. Indeed, love was really a many splendored thing, its a mystery knocking to your door...