I already scripted the future when I had no idea,
Already sculpted proximity in between,
I wasn't that wrong though,
I got it right & slow,
Inhaling poison in pace purely hushed that it's "I am" not "we are",
Bragging just bragging through the narrow deceptively  dusky spaces followed in streaks,
And everything is for real ,
Every word couldn't match unfortunately but got preserved & I got healed .

I know I've met you just and it's isn't a lil long,
It's been three years we've talked, we laughed fought vividly but that's ain't wrong,
Maybe you're 22, 21 or verge of being the most pretty,
Every count of a second you're taking a mild puff of bitty ,
Breathes in existing exciting day,
Living and loving the moment and stay,
Stay whatever you are it's good enough,
Sometimes with few talks and some pictures mixed stardust,
I know what I had seen it's been sweet,
It's been beautiful it's been neat,
I haven't seen the all of you but I know the most part ,
You're not a puzzle but a piece of splendid art.

It's okay you be silent,
You've done enough with my number violence,
It's okay ignore me,
Seems like I've been rude more than an enemy,
I take this sin,
But wait please never break our strings.

I am entitled to the uncertain ; to the unknown and I am not the only one I know,
Am not talking about the mystery's of future even present is the past show.
Numerous theories are relapsing and dying in our infinite dome ,
Being alive or dead is the past will be the past believe it or not everyone is alone,
Gnawing and lust everything is hidden under Just a flick of the mighty shadow,
Everyone had paid no one alive is in debt ; every part of  each person is known,
What we think is a palace is a trifle form of unknown,
Is it the melody we love or is it just a illusion needed to solve from the bones ,
It's all simplified  and we are all caged for the show.

I still envy your way of discarding me away,
I carry it as a badge of dignity everyday,
Was there any way that you would have stayed,
Behind my arbitrary dogma you were always safe,
Your existence lured me into scribbling your memoir ,
That's how the great unorthodox fantasy erupted from my core,
You know that I would be carrying Every page of your sins,
I thought we're on voyage and I am the captain of the ship,
But within few hundred days that was it,
That i was aiming for centuries,
It was craggy ending of this route heading nowhere,
Whatever you were whatever you are I did and I still care.

Can we make our relationship back,
When we were there you're holding me my bowl of snack,
From hurrying to office and coming  home late,
Cursing for every food you had made,
Joe still have questions about maths; like why multiplication seems harder than summations,
Why there is no power of zero and is he good with pronounciations,
It's hard to get my tie from the tropical forest of clothes,
I would handle it but what about Joe he's missing our thrashy trash talks and every bows ,
You used to do with mellow irritation,
Making him timely to reach the school bus station,
I still can't find soya sauce and why you keep ginger beer at the bottom rack,
Pretty white one got a company of a Black hat,
The engagement ring never felt so irrelevant while peeping through it,
No candy fingers of soft hands are embracing them saving it with bliss,
Now I know I was the " no man " to your kindness and blessings,
I wish I could bring you back from the coffin to me while I know you'll forgive my every sin.