Departure

In the prime of our times You left citing an obscure reason Leaving the bird of mistrust Shuffling its wings in the prison Of my heart; where once your Tear tainted face got engraved In a page of my guiltless life Promises broken were saved. Who do you think is yours? Your heart is full with ego and vain Love died in the alter of wealth When I bled and cried in pain. A simple heart has been drawn Into the sheer caprice of a beauty Unaware of the tormenting sequel For worshipping a false deity I could have nourished new dreams To lift me from inside the agonizing abyss; . Believe me; no one would ever care for you And would say ‘She is just an ordinary lass.’