When You Started Hating Me

I became a traveler lost in time A fading star waiting its demise A road side singer in torn clothes Begging for water to wash his throat I began to die slowly like a leaf Wandered like a cloud bereft of rain A swollen river lost its way in flood I became a sage without any zeal to pray When you start hating me I Killed the bird that sang many a song To me of sublime love and woke me With its sweet pranks shedding plumes I felt like a derelict pond living In the shadow of a dying banyan When you started hating me I didn't Need the death to scare me till my end