Think not about me if you cannot see me in mind’s eyes,
Speak not to me if no love for me in you ever felt,
Haven’t you already know the unknowns about emotion?
Those that blended with reality and brought me to you.
New day birthed inevitably and but brought along,
A new reality you and I received so unexpectedly,
I drained every bit of my pulsating heart and heard,
The weeping of a lover, still musing about your love.
The craft of deception, O’, well known to lovers,
To know the truth of love Ah’, what games many plays,
In such a game the arrows fired hurt one’s heart and lay,
Passionless, dreamless, and meanings lost vagabond.
Wake up the adulthood, O’ the lover who lives my love,
Mute the world around and hear the beat of thy heart,
Where you will hear the verses by your own soul written,
If in it my eyes you don’t see, forgive my mischief in kindness.