I am between in fire’s ring;
Can not cry because of frightening.
I don’t fear from dying;
Because dis physical shape is for ending.
But what do i try to save my dreams of love;
It can not fly without any wings of dove.
My soul is sobbing n drowned in tears with anxiety;
What will happen with my love’s dream having clours’s veritey.
All colours r disappearing in dis flame-by ignite of unknown.
From where n whom i call to save all dreams as prone.
Hey dream rescuer!! now i remember you;
If you can,please blow out all fire by you.
To save d vanishig dreams ,dear,as worship of Almighty;
I don’t know-who are u bt know ur ability of your songs mazically.
Dis is truth ,my friend mia!!
Or dis is mere my nostalgia..*
Written by aruna sharma.
06.07.2017. 1.26at midnight.