Patience is my language. Deference is my love. Silence is my pain and now its getting rough. You are my inspiration, you are my imagination, you live in my heart but there are many scars. Loving you is my passion. Loving you is my voice, without you O my love I am just a mere toy.
Walking on the terrain, I saw a golden light.
When I got closer, it was just a sand pile.
I might be a sand, but I am higher than you.
I gave you my love, regardless of who are you?
I am full of endurance, my day has yet to come.
Remember O meeta, today you are walking over me,
one day I will be over you.