a small wooden structure,
few random walls
separating us into
worlds of our own
million miles’ distance
across few inches
your uncountable admirers,
I feel all alone
even an open wide passage
will not build bridges
innumerable valleys,
unsurpassable ridges
tunnelling my way
through to your heart
too much pain to pass
before I can start
life has passed,
lost love never found
killed heart didn’t cry,
never made a sound
soul still searches,
and searches once more
can we find each other,
before shutting the life door
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 