My night passes in sky's lap, when my day is overwhelmed.

No matter how old a person gets, there's always a little child inside them...

So close yet so far...

Right or wrong were never meant to be on ths same side...

Stealing pieces for future from today's puzzle...

In half a tick, you efface the weary out of me.

The loudest cries are the most silent ones.

Eventually, I learnt...

It does makes one uneasy at times...