Such a great love from strangers
Past stale love potsherds
Like a mist it ceased abruptly
Though it seemed unlikely
Poignant memories linger
Cool-hot embraces are no longer
Who is lost in the love’s muddle now?
But why me and how?
An elegy I earnestly draft
To mourn a love full of rot
When no one even thought
It’d end up as a random thought
That is vivid in the mind for a moment
And flies up to memories long lost