A bird’s chirpiness, a fruit’s color,
His adjoining mine, I carried a relentless vigor.
Life turned beautiful, it was all so surreal,
Like all wishes from shooting stars turned true for real.
Wary as I was, I couldn’t trust good fortune,
So it squeezed the happiness out, now giving no option.
But maybe what flows through me is not love, not quite.
Otherwise I wouldn’t have run away from everything right.
And if love is the ultimate do all,
Then why didn’t I do much?
To keep you in my life, with blissfulness such.
Though one thing I have learnt from all this is,
Forgiveness in today’s world does not come cheap.
And if I can’t grant it to myself,
How can I expect YOU to put your anger off the shelf?
So go my beloved child,
Create for yourself a life shining bright.
For the biggest solace in my remaining life,
Shall be to see you achieving glorious heights.