Once upon a time then,
the lady with love had shown ,
fondly singing with joy,
and tickling laughter untold,
But this had to end,
as the love was no more,
it was just the little game,
and like a drug off it wore.
Laughing happily, you left me in the cold,
so hurt was my soul,I thought I'd lost it all,
So I set out to change, all that you had changed,
to be back once more, in my prison of hate.
And so deep was your wound, and so long it remained,
I swore I would never, let you take control of me again,
But as I lay, amongst all that was once,
I knew I couldn't take no more, I needed to avenge.
And she watched him fall,
with not a tear in her eyes,
She could see him suffering,
But she could not compromise.
And she could only ignore,
as his world spiraled away,
and thwarting every hope ,
he saw of a life with her someday.
And, In my little chamber, I weep everyday,
My soul sets out to the poles, but is weak and cowardly,
I pray for my drug, to satisfy me like your lust once did,
but all it does, is to weaken me forever more.
So sick and tired of my painful existence,
Harboring inside of me this animal like temptation,
The only way out is to keep true to my word,
And there is the only one way, such that it all ends good
So now, she walks to the grave,
with glistening eyes,
pleading for another chance,
she let last go by.
And in the winter sky,
the crows all appear,
the bells strikes twelve
but she is still there.
Empty spaces and shadowing guilt,
plead for the prick, as the soul sets to wilt.
The doors all shut, the lights fade out,
Sorrow climaxes as love ends in drought.
The only way that it is supposed to end
Kartiek Agarwal
