A good account of how a choice is made,and thereare no regrets about it.
Slowly I’m dipping into abyss
Made of memories, lies, promises foolish
Remaining afloat is the wish
But, it is these calls that my soul kiss.
The kiss that is wet, that is poisonous
At the same time a matter of hush
So that when I burn in pyre no words rush
Saying a kiss killed me, a kiss alas.
The garden that I sow shall bloom
For weeds there’re no room;
Gardener take care of my pride
But, don’t take a ride of pride.
Because love was all I had given,
Water & care all you have given.
Slowly I’m dipping into abyss
Scattered, lost, disbanded are all my wish.
–xx–
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