Sunday, June 2, 2013


You have tasted the sharpest
the finest poison of wines.
You are cursed for life, dear!
I did warn you of the signs.

Beauty, pain, love and shame
Oh, they are ever fleeting,
Live it and then forget it
Like life's greatest greeting.

I have learnt, the art of losing,
it ain't that hard to master,
I lost two cities and a soul,
Nay, 'twasn't a disaster.

Think of me years from now,
As you dust me off your mind,
I have stolen a piece of you...
A piece you'll never find.