Oh my dear diary
Where do you lie?
Behind the dusty racks
Or the old books I spy?

Oh my dear diary
Where's your life?
Over the cloudy winds
Or the dried tears in rife?

Oh my dear diary
How will you speak?
With the pen of limerence
Or the ink falling weak?

Oh my dear diary
How will you swear?
In the modesty of silence
Or the chaos in the blare?

- सौरभ