When you realize
Hugs were the chokers,
Smiles pinches like bodkins
Thee unaware, thinking thy voice was a symphony
But it was sheer a soundtrack to her heartbreak.
Times time glide by,
Reminiscence was a story to declaim
Mind was the camera to confine those times
Heart a beautiful album for it.
Red colored love; the pang blood now,
Breeze that soothes; the awry wind,
Floret blooms; Spur that wound,
Pens that penned down splendor; scratches
down All the dolor.
Story’s abrupt recline within my heart,
Echoes of laugh in the hollow heart
Now the playlist of just screams for apart.