And, No, Yes... I'M Too Tired To Die

I asked who am I, my name? You answered not in the same. To you whom I loved, You looked for your gains a lot. Hearts forgot their Hearts, I watched the faiths you got. And, my dreams did die, And, I used to cry. Though, I sang songs were new, You played your tools with you. No, I didn’t know- The last of the beginning, No, I didn’t know- How you were thinking. Yes, I was None but One, Yes, you were Some but None. Please, kill me dear now, I can’t have our lives anyhow. To live these lives with try I’m too tired to die. ___________________________ June 09, 2009 Kallyanpur, Dhaka; Bangladesh.