Walking down the long lanes and streets
And talking with flowers and trees,
I forget all the clouded painful memories.
Filling my mind with silence and serenity,
My heart beats rhythmic with a symphony
Till my life terminates to death.
Dancing to the thunderous rain
And a cup of tea with the cold midnight,
At last I would sleep with a long quilt.
Keeping away myself from humans,
I have no promises and emotions
And also no complaints to complain.
Being the king of myself, my own world,
Everything is beautiful in my company
And I have no promises to keep.