I went down like a shooting star ....
U etched me like the one wish left ....
I smelled your petal ...
Where u plucked me like I m flower ...
U drank me like I m an old wine .....
While u were sipping someone else tea ....
The road to your heart was rugged n uneven ....
That I broked my wheels fetching you ....
Being left out with such scars ...
Though writing became an aid .....
