• annu_kriti 5w

    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
    But nevermind
    "My dear departed"!!
    ©annu_kriti