And I was sad again...
Climbing the stairs of fame with immense power of buying everything in this world, I turned back and I knew.. That I was sad again…. Her brown eyes, with power of hypnotizing, mirror of her soul, coated with kajal Her pink cheeks and red lips reminded me of a rose Regrets held me…. And I was sad again…. She gifted me with her unconditional love and coat of loyalty Her long fingers with red nail paint filled the gaps between my fingers She hugged me tight, slowly laying down on my shoulder, leaving her fragrance in me. The only thing she ever demanded was my love and time. But I never valued her… I was sad again….
Her blue scarf was flying with the wind She looked fabulous with her curly hair waving in air With hope in her eyes, she asked me “Will you marry me?“ Busy climbing stairs of fame I had ignored her… I was sad again…. Teary eyed she was, with a broken heart she kept walking without demanding anything again
Away…. Far away…. I did not stop her… And I was sad again….
I wish I had held her… I wish I had kissed her. I wish I had told her she was my only princess…
And I was sad again….
Sitting next to her grave and wishing her to be alive..
