"come, let us dance in this dark- like fireflies
float with the wind- like fibres of simal
leave your sorrows for tomorrow
for, "tomorrow" is to be suffered anyhow
whisper sweet words to me—
dusk fades away in vain
later tonight, to solitude—
we return, to weep again"
Naa-ryan Go-paal
sounds of thick guitar strings
resonate inside your head
drive away the human voices
insane shrill voices of a pop artist
prick the flat of your temples
erase the promises that you made
in another day, in another life
someone that wasnt you
dream’d a yellow dream
leaves have fallen on the ground
and have been trampled on
footsteps can still be traced
on their yellowing veins
seasons change, greetings passed
people introduced and memories exchanged
pictures caressed, kissed and torn
sorrows drunk to, and forgotten
on the eve of a happy new year
or a festival of lights
we dance to the happy shades of life
we wait till seasons a’turn full circle
we wait for the return of innocence
