Always dreamt that we go hand in hand
Vagaries of love this world could never understand
The overflow of passion from this heart
Takes us more far and splits us apart
Society and people the lines they drew
Shrewd and cruel how far our passions flew
The burning skin and the moistened lips
Time passed by and the hands slips
Lost among the curls of heavenly grace
Disappeared somewhere without any trace
Days those were things so cool
Perplexed today standing like a fool
Moments that was rated as the best
Never intimated will take such a test
Aurora of colors that once we could see
Converted into tears that comes so free
The man that once considered a sage
Now titled as the cruel king of rage
The thrill that was in abundance and profound
Mind set up now for deadly grounds
Dreams that once was smooth and humble
Shattered and broken ready to stumble
