My Dear Departed
Dettached still attached to you
Like ever haunting shadows to thy soul.
Can see you but can't touch you or
A blessing fabricated in a curse
I got from you.
Past karmic bonds
Might have existed
But neither I remember nor you accepted
So why dwell on greater good
When we can accept the truth.
Let me touch you
As I could
When our sanity got misunderstood
Lest were born
Our deepest desires
In form of delicate kisses and lovely fires.
We could still chose the happiness
But you chose hell
"My dear departed"!!