Wednesday, March 28

Past


I’ve left behind some things
Things that took my breath away
Things I lived to love, forever.
But the music of their love
Ceased to exist, somewhere on the way
The lust of your kisses faded
With passage of each second
I’m never going to forget them
But the love has failed to touch me
As ink colours the paper
And makes your appearance appear
Water has wasted all of it
Like your feelings for me faded
Everything seems tarnished by my presence
It had to go, I had to go
The music and lust had to fly off
Feelings are a part of my past now.