Late this night I curled myself
Through the memories of far
That don't let me sleep in ease
Know it's mine, the memories
Though it's someone's love
Wrapping those in a jewel box
Kept it safe unseen the light
Couldn't hide spreading aroma
Helplessly buried in deep sigh
Yet peeps through shallow smile
Broadens the wrinkles bit more
Effortlessly makes me see older
With dark shades of night in eyes
Late this night I curled myself
In the corridors of shut doors
Darkness around, I lit a cigar
Silence around, I scream aloud
The sketches of rivers from eyes
Met salty assets of melancholy
Let me walk away, gracefully
Open the doors! Open the doors!
