And this one is called,
FIRST SMOKE OF THE YEAR
That was the first night of the fame,
And I greeted it with,
a part of tear,
a part of rain...
I just didn't think of the loss or gain,
And I reburnt my soul with,
a part of smoke,
a part of flame...
Paranoid of sadness keep hitting me again and again,
And I lie beneath under it with,
a part of grave,
a part of sand...
Life challanged me every time to be in the frame,
And I keep on losing in it with,
a part of time ,
a part of game...
Ambar...
