Crying though tears not fallen…
Raining though drops not fallen…
`I` …the landscape of sorrows,
With river of tears that falling deep-
In to the feathers of my dream sea
With no rising sun of hopes that
Sprays the meaning of life
With no shining moon of enlighten
Which drizzles lights in to
the clouded darkness of my mind.
Oh lord! I am dying ,my dreams are dying
My soul is flying away from its dark graveyard
To a world with full of dreams
And With full of colors where
the thousands of sun rising with ray of hopes
where millions of shining moons enlighten.
HARIKRISHNAN
