We've created our bond,
Had have forgotten our wounds!
Days have gone ,
Pages of my diary are torn,
Laminating the scriptures of memoir,
Those moments have now became noir,
No hue,
No clue!
I wish I could pretend all speculations were once true,
Alas!
The breathe deep from your soul!
Absorption of your energy was once my goal!
Now, I'm tryna nibble the statements of ours,
Hoping this time it won't affect my chores,
Your fun,
Your turn!
Should I've to pretend everything feels the same?
Or would you accept that it was just to get fame?
Stop playing that filthy blame game!
Excuses will be considered lame,
Not this time again!
We know there's nothing to gain,
It's just tremendous pain,
Let's refresh the memory lane!
Efforts aren't vain,
We'll together train,
Let's use less brains,
Heart suggests that rainbow will come after rains!
- Yati