In this cold night

In this cold night,

When your body is wrapped up in a blanket,

When the winds have become coldest,

Here I am standing outside your house

Here I am guarding your sleep

While you are still in bed,

Checking your kids from time to time

And covering them with the warmest blanket

Here I am looking at the photograph of my angels,

Here I am cursing my luck, for not being there....

This night is no special for me,

It is getting more cold and cruel with time,

In some more time that I am seating here,

All my emotions have turned cold

For that I am my own saviour

I collect wood pieces and dead leaves,

They are warmer than a human heart,

In this cold night,

When you have bright dreams for tomorrow,

My scattered dreams reflect back on me, the failure in me.