I crib a bit too much.

Every morning I make a resolution only to break it at the twilight.

I walk on the sea waves and refuse to believe that its a mirage.

Take me to the door of earth,

I am looking for a new land.

No place is ever where I want to be!

I can't live one moment for a long time.

I need a moment for every moment.

I pick and throw them as and when I need.

I love love.

Love tells me I am volatile.

There is no control on the stars that fall,

I am but just a shadow in the sea.

I walk on the ground and look at the glass to feel that I am flying.

Make belief? Reality? Imagination? Dreams?

Don't confuse me.

I am already confused.

Let me be.