You Came As Cold,
Leaving Back You Made Things Go Old,

Had Little Moments Withhold,
With An Essence To Behold.

Took With You So Many Briefs,
Might Would Have Been No Deep.

Because The Reasons That I Gave Had No Fairity,
For They Were Revealed To Some Unexpected Reality,

Had Lot Much To Bare,
Because No More Could Have Had,
The Sharing Like It Was Expressed,
Within That Little Span Full With Supress!

Never Just Wanted To Get You Loosed,
Experience Gained Through The Choosed,
But The Fortunity Always Fortuned Me Withered,
Couldn't Hold The Scattered Presence That Slithered.

Would Have This Memory Stored,
For As Long As The Life Gets Explored,
Will Miss The Chance That I Wouldn't Get,
To Rest You Forever In My Beats That Always Bet,
None Had The Appearance Like You,
None Had Those Beautiful Phrases,
Which Every Single Of Your Word That Spoke,
Maybe It Was Usual To Others But For Me It Was Melting Folk.

Yes Dear,
You Came As Cold.
Leaving Back You Made Everything Go Old..







© Abhishek.