Without You

it is just the same without you;the stories die in earnest wishes

As you breathe out deeply,the frog prince jumps around in enthusiasm

In real incoherent happiness,flashes of pain shines bright as the sun,

A little more may be, will remain without you..

The bubble games in stormy chains finds the best in me;in earnest verses remain my struggle

Caged in bars as you preferred to be;scars had to die within,had to hug within

Its been same without you;the stories find rhythm in the years gone by,

As you cry out in isolation,the frog prince waits in anticipation..