What happened?

With shadow on your face,
With life’s disgrace,
With worm sucking blood,
You are covered with mud!

Wash your face with deeds you have done,
Then see it’s still black or gone!
Humour of life, you still will laugh,
Your core knows it’s only a bluff…

Why do you suffer and what have you done?
Search your mind, freshen your memories!
You will find them one by one…

WHO AM I? ONLY SHE KNOWS!!

Am I a traveler…?
Who have travelled miles…
But at last found shelter under the cool shed of your wings…

Am I a frustrated fisherman…?
Coming home empty handed, with the sun going down the horizon…
But, his world starts glittering with your smile…

Am I the ever cheerful balloon seller…?
Whose colourful balloons hide his poverty…
But, you are his only possession which make him happy…

Am I a fancy dreamer…?
Who dream of being the king of the world…
And wakes up to find nothing, but his queen sleeping beside…

But deep down within I am mad lover…
Who have lost his identity…
And searches existence within you…