It was the glory of inconsolable creeping disaster,
Hits my heart in an independent crooked situation,
Where I have lost my love for-ever under the indelicate blessings of God.
The days or months or years we had spent together,
Was always a thorough sacred memories,
Which is still alive in my heart as a symbolic reality.
Being into a relationship is nothing more than an opportunity,
Where you could experience some wide HOPE or VERGE of life,
But it can be a SOLEMN or WORST feeling though.
The only visuals prolonged all through my heart is for her holy come-back,
Which would be a down-hearted impact from the almighty to me.