Here comes she who once left,
So close and near but with no presence felt!
Is it a ghost?Oh dear no!She's just a memory
If you believe me so.

So cold that it burns my skin!
So painful, so harsh and it really stings!
It cuts and it pierces but it's not a sword!
Your mouth and your words so full of thorns!

We hate to love of what we hate
It's written down all over our face
Do you truly feel good when you get away with feat
But remember you're just a liar and a cheat!

Here's something new you should try it too!
Do we always follow a strong current but of a waterfall
Or a gentle current that's just slowly and eternally flow
Some are just mere puppet like an arrow from a bow!

This is a riddle in a poetry,
With words of truth and controversy
It may not be that strong but you will surely know
Life is just a game for some just a show!