The thought of my existence.... What exactly my life expects out of me? The thought of being away from someone .... The first time we met, our journey from hatred to love ! The thought of my present.... Where and how can I lead my life ? and not the other way round ! Still awake? Collab and share #whatskeepingyouawake? #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba My thoughts precipitate ... On this barren Land of my heart... Like it never rained before.... The drops crying out sounds about my state in a mess.... Very next moment they laugh at me, the way my life is going on in havoc.... Those drops hitting so damn hard on that floor.... Hurting more than ever.... That Land is now flooded with those water droplets... I can see my happiness drowning deeper.... And my sorrowness floating just like a well built permanent ship.... I see those rains never stopping... Never....