I am portraying her as an angel
I have imagined her heartbeats that will mingle
I compare her with the auster
I realise she is my brain's administrator

I wish to walk with her in park
I don't expect she throws me towards the gateway of dark
I have asked her to speak something
I have her memories and don't have anything

I believe she should be an affectionate soul mate
But she has stepped into someone's heart
I have complained to the moon
It says, 'My son, love failure is a boon....




© Tamizhan Manikandan