Courtesy@ Abhishek Dutta

YOUR HEART IS SO LETHAL WOO...I AM GOING HIGH YOU ARE MY DESIRE ENCOMPASSED IN VACUUM OF FIRE CAN I BE A HELL OF A LIAR LET ME TELL YOU THIS I AM A REBEL TO PIERCE YOUR HEART AWAY GOING NUMB WITH THE SHADES OF GREY -----------------EPILOGUE------------------------ I saw her on the brim of fiery haze; Mastering the art of temper,  On the shades of vingeful blackness. Have heard her echoes in my heart. Her apparition stole my griefs- Can be her art of magic to encompass my emotions: That is the fiery haze she stands for nothing more than a cold vacuum Of her own-self. Still ready to compose me and take me in her lap. To enjoy the honey heavy dew of slumber; I am always in the voyage of that diamond . How poor and weak I am: Myself did not even know that on those shades of blackness stands:  She gives presence of strength and feminine peace showering her echoes that takes away my silent pain letting her tears follow...that music still floa...