How do I forget?
How do I unlearn?
Scars of a broken soul and,
the lessons I learned.
Oh! I am scared of getting scarred again,
Of carrying those marks all over me;
Trembles in fear, the river of my faith,
It fears never meeting the sea.
Set far off to a land unknown,
Every evening a ray of hope.
And I sit here looking at it rising,
Melancholia that is difficult to cope.
Habitual to its existence,
I have a liking for it now;
Having found its permanent corner in me,
The darkness coexists with my love somehow.
How can I forget the love that was nurtured in me?
How can I unlove what I’ve loved?
When I look deep into it,
It seems lost but not faded,
With its arms wide open in darkness,
Glows My Drained Love!