All my life I was living like a warrior,
You made me realise how my nights could be scarier.
Seems like, in your thoughts I will be lost,
As the days with you are not going past.

Every time I cry for you, my tears taste sweeter,
But your feelings toward me were always bitter.
I wanted to show you heaven on earth,
Yet you pushed me to hell which questions my worth.

All that you did has damaged my soul,
None who can hear my haul.
A journey together I expected,
But you portrayed a colourful hatred.

Your thoughts are immortal and entwined,
That I won’t be able to purify my mind.
Your presence filled in the air I breathe,
A haunting grace, that doesn’t give sooth.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind