Survival Search

It will happen for a while...
The voice full of life
will come for a second,
will cross by your side

and your chest will be wrapped in fire
you will just sigh.
your will remember the time passed by.

I go breathless like a patient of asthama.
Searching for my life in the air.
And I find myself denied.
My soul whispers and

complains

I try my best to console it,
I am denied..my buddy...
it is not my fault
I am forbidden to call my life
My life is dissoved into the air.
However strong I cough...
however I try to gasp the maximum air I can...
I will choke

I don't know which country you live...
the country is out of my reach...
the smell of the air that comes filtered of your hair...
with the hope of my life...
you sing in the language unknown...
but all the songs are tangled in your
beautiful body and your soul...

Now I have only one song in my memory
and that is your laugh in never
dying tune of fifth note of music.