I met the boy...
who lost himself to the Hope,
Living the life for joy...
So everything seems to sinks apart lately.

I met the boy...
who lost himself to the Inspiration,
Building the hard choices...
So that he can dwell the timid life.

I met the boy...
who lost himself to the Admiration,
Separating the presence...
So that he can embrace the vacuity.

I met the boy...
who lost himself to the Happiness,
Mounting the Blue-print...
So the he can fade into Melancholy.

- SAROJ