Ah! Fragile bosom of mine aches and bleeds, to witness... those flowers that you showered on my steps, have now transformed into thorns that pierce my steps.
Those hands, that used to feed, have now become cold, letting me to starve.
Those soft moistening lips that used to, quench the thirst of my dry and parched lips, have now transformed into a menacing spear piercing straight into my heart as if, I am a swine.
Those soothing eyes that encouraged and smiled at my failures too have now frozen showing no emotions at my success too.
Those cozy and warm arms of yours that always gave me warmth and shelter during my woes have now started suffocating me.
That dark lustrous hair of yours which used to arouse and stir every hair of mine have now started itching and irritating me.
In such wretched plight I realize' everything around us has changed. But I wonder' What?
