What all happened yesterday
Is really a dreadful dream
Venom was flowing out of irregular human stream
Forget me now I am otherwise not on pestering way

Fate played truant on that unfortunate day
The bird fell on the ground wingless
It is just like a season then springless
Forget me now I am otherwise not on pestering way

Can we imagine a sky with no star or moon?
Can we experience a wind chill on a summer noon?
Can we expect a sea sans water in everyday morn?
Forget me now I am otherwise not on pestering tune?

I see the bird fly high with a song still unheard on pious mother earth
I visualise a flower spraying new fragrance without even a smooth mouth
I adorn a cool whispering breeze weaving from the far away crippled mountainous south
Forget me now I am otherwise just revealing a hard but heavily forbidden truth

I see my eyes singing with a sweet and melodious voice
I chance my ears dancing to the tunes of my kind hearted eyes
I glance my hands writing freely all the songs with velocity speeded twice
Forget me and my past now I am now presenting my sounding silence bitten by fanatic vice