M a room with no light source..
Inside me the lions roar.
The beasts within me sleep in silence..
Cross the line,they wake with sirens.
The birds within have their own dreams to fly for..
My mind is mad atmost just like a wild boar.
The heart would appraise your love..
But no peace within like a lost dove.
Dig deeper and deeper as your ken..
And you are stepping into a tiger’s den
Soul so big as elephants worth your admire..
Dare to touch the soul,here you burn in pyre.