Poet thinks of the lover who is very far and seems like a mirage doubting the very existence. Poet thinks of the lover who is very far and seems like a mirage doubting the ve...

For mine intensity... Mine aspiration. For mine intensity... Mine aspiration.

Like a bright blooming flower that threw the snow She overcame her struggles and gleamed with glow   Like a bright blooming flower that threw the snow She overcame her struggles and...

Storm. Like a tree, protect them with branches green and roots wise. Storm. Like a tree, protect them with branches green and roots wise.

Had colour not been born in the world, No enjoyment be saved in the life! Had colour not been born in the world, No enjoyment be saved in the life!

Illusionary Silence... Gets you to think about the mirage around oneself & life!!! Illusionary Silence... Gets you to think about the mirage around oneself & life!...