Past was extreme dark,
now, it is unnaturally bright
both deprives me of
sightness.

Separation makes my heart sinks
with nobody to love, care, talk to
I wander here and there
trying to find links.

Don't know, how much I could bear
how far I would go
where I would go
North, south, east, west
all lead to the state of sorrow.

With almost no strength left in me
my limbs try hard
to take me to the park
where I sit all day
glancing children, squirrels, and birds
tears often show up
on my wrinkled cheeks
but dry up every time
by the soothing waves of wind on my face
And I straighten myself up again
thinking there is still hope left.