Everything about you has changed
your hair and your feet,
the way you walk, that day
when I had to hear you talk
the pain makes me bleed.

Oh dear ! how it used to be
the fresh smell of your beauty
the gentle grip of your wrists
tangled uncombed hair on your shoulder
your crisp smile filled with purity

Your presence now rakes up all those memories
               what once was divine serenity
                  has now become an eyesore
                   for how much ever you try
            the only thing you can never hide
                 are your big expressive eyes
   I can see myself in them, tattered and beaten
these will keep reminding me again and again
and such is to bear this pain, it will never change