Who cares for me now
Like the falling leaf
Like the drops of rain
Like the touch of wind
I conceived a world inside me
Some virgin moments
No illusion
No magic
Only for me
I am now what I am
Dancing in the banquet hall
With hollow perspective
Empty for others
No glass will waiting
No any moments
No bus will stop
No heart will blossom
I am Empty as I am
Raju Baruah
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/melody-of-the-empty-bottle/
