After some time I’m feeling this way, Feeling lonely and feeling dismay. In just near past, laughter was around, There was talk, n cheerful sound. I was feeling happy, feeling content, Years of my life, I’d happily spent. Made friends, who’d always be there, Who would love me, who’d care. I was different for ‘the rest of the world’, For my people, I was their pearl. I opened up to them, felt comfortable, Made my cribs, however unreasonable. They let me be myself n not pretend, This is how, difficult times I’d spend. But, now it seems, times have changed, I’m feeling empty, feelin’ strange. Shadows are close, always near me, It’s the warm bodies which elude me. Often, I feel I’ve reached the destination, Alas, t’was just another hallucination. Pretence is the price I have to pay, For making people with me, stay. There’s a lot of haziness, fog all around, That have no answers, such questions abound.

Had lovely breezes flowing for quite long, Or, that’s what seemed while t’was hail n storm. Spring might have set in, flowers abloom, Feels like autumn, sprinkled with gloom. Oh, where lies my treasure, Of cheers, laughter and absolute pleasure? Of gratitude in prayers, n peace of mind, A relaxing feeling, “I can now unwind”. I can’t change people, not even time, But somehow, the tinkling wind chimes, Say the breeze will again flow, Tearing mist apart, the Sun will show. My friends, acquaintances will stay near, Who make me find this life so dear. Winds of change will surely set in, Which will make me happy, deep within!