Certain times in life are spectacularly decorated
On the chapters of our insignificant lives
Creating beautiful memories with sprinkles of nostalgia
Mine is about a gypsy girl who could talk to birds
And called herself eaglia.
Toughest job in life is to find an entity called you
In this quest, life ends up giving minimum clues
But then you find someone just out of the blue
A reflection of yours, somewhat like you..
I know we have been distant for very very long
But I can still feel your presence just by listening to
Many a time the foolish attempt to break a bond so strong
Brings me more close to you, as if you are a destination where I belong.
I told you once we are the part of same meteor
We will find each other even after the greatest detour
You are the one who told me tales from aristotle to zelig
Making our short lived memories even more epic
The girl who could understand the depth of faust
I would not believe could ever be lost
She is still alive in the corners of what remains dead
I know my wolfy is there, she has yet not left
I am not sure of our written fates
But one thing I know, the wild gypsy girl known wolfy
Would always be my soul mate!!