dont hate me ever
for i will never return ur favour
and if this is what you are worried over
know that this will end never
And u get happy seeing the wall of indifference getting taller and taller
i feel happy with the depth of my reservoir getting deeper and deeper.
as they say about the wind and the fire
the jungle in fire,the little flame of the candle,the wind and it's ire
The little flame that loves to sleep with the caress of air
but in woods makes love to the wild wind till with shame and with ash the eyes of soil, get covered.