If you finally come,
And meet me home,
Seated in despair,
Looking like a failure,
A maniac in amnesia,
In a picnic of insomnia,
Just know I tried,
But my hands were tied.

If you see life rhymes,
Think not of a hymns,
Neither a complete flair,
Nor it as a myrrh.
Things make a dipsomania,
Too a megalomania,
Life's rhythm's sophisticated,
Hard to dance to it's rhapsody.

I chose to stay quiet,
I see the moment of my silence.
Ain't remorseful to hate May,
For it dwindled off my peace.
I know ain't fit,
Why did you chose to hurt me?
How did you manage your days,
With my missed calls popping on your screen?
Where did you get the guts,
To have my mails unanswered?
Didn't you feel guilty,
Telling me to delete our memories?
Didn't you see how hurtful it was,
Telling me you loved me by choice & chance?
Didn't you feel me,
When I shed tears on your presence?
What did you gain,
After you knew I was stupid for your love,
And you took advantage of it?
You said you didn't love me, right!
You said you just joked around, well,
You said you hate me, that's brilliant.
I'm sorry, we all wasted our energy,
I too wasted my time and emoji,
But mostly, I loved you genuinely.

(her response)
Sometimes you wonder why am gone,
The reasons I have are better for me to stay alone.

I know you never expected to see my back,
Just like I never expected you to give me heart attack.

Never mind about the time I contrived for you,
Am contented with the lesson you taught me for it was true.

Never mind about my tunes that cut you loose,
Just know sometimes we win and the rest we lose.

Sometimes the battles we fight are nice,
And awful moments need to be ****** off between us.

Yesterday you bribed me with a Bugatti to forget the ****,
Today I realize it’s not worthy what you did.

You can have it and let me go,
Rather than doing anything to please your ego.

I see you were infatuated with me, lad,
And my love for you feels outdated like a fad.

I’ve danced to these heartstring tunes,
In different rhythms of heartbeats.
I’ve danced in every corner,
In daylight and darkness.
All of a sudden, music was cut,
And silence reigned over my heart.
I’ve seen them trip the light fantastic toe,
Terpsichore that my heart couldn’t make,
Without the rhapsodic melodies,
So, alone I had to sing on my own.
When you came to back me up,
I wanted you to stay
For your name composed my song,
Without you I feel incomplete.

“I played it my symphonic tunes,
Far away right from my garden,
Making its heart dance the rhythm,
As my heart was severed from the burden
Of sorrow,
For in her, I was stuck!

In the garden, I planted this tree for it- the bird,
On the branches, I weaved a nest,
For it to come, rest and stay,
But I can’t tell whether it stayed or flown,
I’m confused!”

Under this fateful soliloquy,
That shoved me away from my allies,
Made me wander lonely like a snake,
Fearlessly in this botanical garden,
I’m confused !

I eagerly foreshadow the portraits,
Hoping for a relief of the fateful moments,
But a blackout of vacuity reins the mind.
Though the rains shower my tear drops,
And I seem okay, but I’m confused.

Open up my queen, redress my quest,
Via mail, tale, letter, song or even a yodel,
Your silence is my compunction, killing my soul,
I only have you, we actualize our dream,
Without you, I’m confused!

Behold, am that hopeless bird,
Who fed on your flowers' nectar,
I cherished how the beautiful scent,
Appealed to my nose,
How the stalk supported me on the Rose.

I'm that hopeless bird,
Who hid in your leaves from my enemies,
Sheltered under your shadow when sun's overhead,
Before it set and after it rose,
When blood in the night cold froze.

I'm that hopeless bird,
Who learnt the ways of your thorns,
Though through woeful moments,
I built a nest and befriended wasps,
To protect the role I had on your fruits.

Behold I'm that hopeless bird,
Who flew all day long and slept on a roof,
'Cause your branches had visitors,
And my only nest had a guest,
I'm that hopeless bird.

I'm that hopeless bird,
Who sees his nest's environment from a distance,
That charmingly enchantress his soul,
Behold, you now remember me not,
'Cause without me, there's nothing you feel.