My Noiseless Past And Silent Present...

Some stolen moments of life never forgotten, which comes in my mind just like a picture ...someone comes, someone goes

They never trying to stay ..That's my one and only dreams nothing else.

Dreams are not true I know that well.

Then always I see it without any breaks.

I see the dreams without any care,

I am badly mad after my aim I have no time to stand and share.

I am just like a selfish, who always busy in her thoughts,

Loneliness in my weakest point I never lives them apart.

I remember the face that cried for my absence,

And now I feel the real pain without his presence.

I feel now how deep they loves to me..

And now it obvious I search them too because they are my liking.

Now I understood my fault what I done in my past and the works recalled in my mind, now I feel so bad.

I am really mad after them, and feel they are my dreams my noiseless past,

I never understood them, they are my silent present always stay in my heart.