- It was the month on Sunday's, I was watching the grass grow.
You came in my life like a river with a humungous flow.
I liked you. I liked you very much.
Oh! god forbid the sins I committed for you.
-But your heart was infected,
and your actions drained me off my emotions.
Boy, you put in a state of commotion!
Never in a lifetime did I doubt myself so much
but I guess it was your duty to fulfill as such.
-The universe sent you for a reason, that you fulfilled.
I took the hint and understood that this life was mine to build.
-The month of Sunday's was dying- my grass was drying.
I saw the season of warm hugs and beach days approaching.
I didn't really wonder about you're whereabouts now.
The humungous flow of water seemed to kinda reduce now.
-Let's meet again in a different lifetime.
But until then,
Ciao.
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This simple, complicated life.
ŞiirA collection of poems that I wrote when thoughts overwhelmed me.