Was it really so necessary, For you both to get married; Was it so obligatory, For you to divorce and separate; Was it damn compulsory, For you to get me born; Was it really really required, For you to leave me all alone.
Your bitter memories of togetherness, Haunts the bachelor boy in me; Your fuming anger for each other, Would scare me forever; Ooh! And the Lover in me is dead, Already murdered. Was a compromise impossible? Never ever, after all; Your ego and principles had to stand tall. Did anyone from you, Ever try wearing my shoe; To see how the World looks like, For an unfortunate single parent child.
Ooh! Now after a decade and half, When you both are dead; Have departed so far, My words are my relieving sighs; An adult orphan’s cry. I sing my miseries, Write with my tears; Rhyme my fears, Until my last breath disappears.
Akash is an aspiring Poet/Author/Song writer and also writes content for various articles/blogs and threads posted in innumerable websites, communities and social networking groups for literary works. He is good at brainstorming and fast in writing crispy content, bold slogans, catchy captions and punchy one liner’s. Akash has already got few of write ups internationally published in an Anthology on Zombies named as, ‘Unleash the undead’ a compilation by international author Samie Sands. Currently, he looks forward to launch his first book published by 'Destined to write publications', which is a Canadian publishing/writing firm.
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