While drifting apart in life
You did some burglary act
In the broad daylight
And took away discreetly
The purest and virgin valuables
My breaths, colours and dreams
Leaving behind a desolate me
Only in white and black…
Sort of deep and sublime
Feelings and consideration
I always nurture for you
While suffered in silence
Quietly accepting my loss
Without a crib or complaint
To make it sure, then and later
You didn’t have any
Inconveniences or comebacks.
As wise people say
Better late than never
The dead man walking
Aspires to live it again
So would you please be
A bit kind and considerate
And my unspent valuables
Now return me back…!
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