She was sitting
In a garden
Surrounded by lovely
and  adorable couples
They were singing a song of love.

She used to be there
With someone she really cares
With someone she knows him the best
Alas, she knows something
That was only a least
was not everything.

She used to be here
Now she's surrounded
By very beautiful flowers
She wondered
How they blossomed
Into maturity
Now she sit there
Well doomed.

My lips missed
To call your beautiful name
How time passed
But things aren't the same

In this innocent and small heart
You draw a line
It is becoming dark
As nothing is fine
Wish those days turned back.

It was almost a deal done
A good family of our own
Being together in our zone
Here I am all alone
Growing more melancholy
I am writing this tragic poem
In my phone
Hard to believe your gone.

I am still your Adonis
loved me as Aphodile and Persephone
Forever in my life I do promise
I will never be asinine.

My job was to keep them alive
It was so hard to believe
That my job is what keeps me alive.
I was scared
Scared to the death
I refused
But I wanted something I couldn't have.

They said
If I want to live
I have to accept that job
In order to survive
They argued
I have had to forget about mob.
I accepted
To keep them alive
I agreed.
I remembered
I painted
My life whatever colour came
To my mind
It was just a dream that came
To keep me blind.
I realised
I was selfish
My inner voice decided
To start a new fresh
Now I walk with them
They chose for me
They chose me
I choose them .