The water of thyme,
Touches the lime,
It melted and formed heart of mine,
The word shy describes my humble blight,
When it started blooming sky is amusing,
The night seems grooming,
To meet someone so stupid,
It proliferates some really calm music,
My life is no more in my hand,
It is just my mirror,
Making me realize what i am truly missing,
Just a plight and a bit of repercussions,
Too sad mornings passed without any actions,
Why not starting my career early,
Educated myself just to...