Not a day has passed
Without my poems
But now I write less,
You realized I think
Let me be quite truthful to you
Because you hurt me more
I have an iron will
And I meant well for you
I have never lied and not subtle at times, yes
But you used to be my God, with so much love
You made me alive not angry
I wonder my affection makes you run so hard
Away from me of course
I wish you would check up on me
I wish you would understand
I wish you could read my mind…
~ Dakshi~
29/11/2015