A lovely Poem by Chinmayee Pandya

Lonely nights

In the clear black sky

Walking down the streets

With the light of star

Makes my thought fly

The street lamps

On the side

While i walk

Gives me company all the time

All alone

Seating beneath a tree

No one to talk

But myself,but myself to deal

Tears rolling down my cheeks

No one to console

But my will would be a saviour,

But my self to deal

Talking out my headphones

Listening to a sad song

Makes me feel like

Why dont I just live

With a strong urge

But myself to deal.