Oblivion

Undelivered intimacy suppressed
Means ceaseless torture, thoughts never at rest,
For how such hefty and plain bunches of phrases
Inscribe a tale of love unexpressed, nonetheless

Such mushy lame ideologies of poetry,
Were the facts sprung out of indescribable glee
The intensity degree of this fantasy
Comes to the extent of terrible insanity

For this foolish heart is drenched in wine
\'Tis too good to be true, that once you were mine
But, Alas, the bliss left me as soon as it arrived
For this sweet oblivion dotted the end of the line

Some good things, shamefully, just cannot last
Never have I noticed this tale was a little much too fast
A snap, blink of an eye, I was in a trance
Not even endowed, not one single chance

\'Tis true love unrevealed seems quite impossible to forget
Comparable to this wretched tragedy that I sullenly beget
So, never stutter to your loved o ne how much you love them
Coz if you fail to capture that moment
Indeed, \'tis you\'ll timelessly regret