Those who have gone with the wind
Haunt me like shadow of death
Memories, the wonderful blessing
Make me abandoned in solitude.
‘’Am I someone's life or love?’’
It was a long whisper of dismay
Ragged the canvas of silent reverie
Waken me up again to the fray!
Love doesn’t have life until knows its depth,
When love leaves, death knocks;
And, ashes of memories asked;
Who could be someone’s life and love?
Imagine the day, the backyard
Filled with skulls of your beloved
Your wisdom may whisper then
Who can change the fate?
Learn to bury the memories
And, do believe in transience!