A candle unlit
A room so cold
A broken window
Is all I hold

My love, my life
I've lost to thee
It is my fate
But I want to be free

Why, my love
You had to leave?
Was my love not enough
Or you didn't belive

Instead, you smile
Like nothing's wrong
While seeing another hand
Touching you for long

It is okay, I guess now
To forget you for good
Even your memories
To erase, if only I could

It is easier for you
To say goodbyes
To the hand that holds you now
Doesn't know your lies

I hope you treat her right
And she might treat you same
Unlike my drowning fate
Else, she might end up same...



©Seema Sen, 2020