Wonder how, now, we see through it all
Whims of love, saccharine smiles! Life’s cherished haul?
Don’t recall, where we left, that self of ours
Which was us, once, not these, souls with scars
Was it love, which made us, make this abode?
Then it bemoans why, our lone dream, shadowed
By a chase that spent, our lives to the core
See, how the tide of time, wrecked our ferry, ashore
How we gazed at moon, holding vows, from the roof
Still the moon does rise, finds those lovebirds aloof
Their forlorn nest, dying lovelorn quest
Echoes of that fiesta, and this solemn fest
Do we still possess, do we still belong?
To that tender spirit, that once, made us long
How had we sobbed, our hearts out, that day
At last, we got each other, but, that love lost, on the way
“Ego” was some species, extinct, in our…
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