As the sky meets the sea
Sun bids bye to moon
Thought one will meet the one ..
Will meet the one, very very soon .
One who’s a budding architect of life..wanna meet the one..
Who actually is the palace of dreams one wants to own.
The roads seemed rough
Well some were also pretty smooth.
As if, some were the waves who gets hit by the rocks at shore
And some were the cottony clouds gladly floating up in a blue floor.
Hold on, hold on to the journey..
It’s gonna determine.. gonna determine,
Whether you’ll be the cloud or that wave that hits the rock hard and sound.
If given the choice,
I’ll go for the waves..
‘Cos I wanna see how those pseudo lovers react, when I get hit by the rocks on face ..
And also what they do, when I rise higher exactly after that!