I have book of incomplete poems,
I look at them first and then at myself
Just like me they got some feelings which only I understand
And probably some stranger would find them utterly meaningless syllable.
Just like me they are incomplete yet complete.
They are trying to find words which will complete them,
Just like I try to find you to complete me.
I have a book of incomplete poems,
and probably you will help me in making them complete.