*With endless rain pouring on my head, I built a shelter small, <br />The moonlight came late at night, soothing yet burning it all. <br />Some words floated on the breeze, some sank in the sea, <br />Some words suffocated silently on the walls of memory. <br />Now I am a frozen daughter of burnt clay, asleep in a foreign land.** <br /><br />**Those days were untamed, my heart spun in a storm, <br />The monsoon of our first meeting came with clouds to adorn. <br />When the language of the heart became the language we spoke, <br />The chaos of my city held me captive, as dreams awoke.** <br /><br />**Silent afternoons in a still city, just a room to survive, <br />A boat floats deep within the lake where my sorrows dive. <br />Is this the joy of love—lonely and alone? <br />The wild winds I dreamed of now hide what they’ve shown. <br />Breaking through the veil, everything blended in the crowd, <br />Now I am a frozen daughter of burnt clay, asleep in a foreign land.**
