I had lost you in Wilderness of this vast world Much before I could realize What it means to lose you Left to cope with killing routine Too busy to recapture those golden moments The memory has perhaps served me right By mercifully fading out For I can't even remember Leave alone re-live Those precious happy moments Without inflicting untold miseries Upon myself Every moment I find Face to face with the same very world Cold indifferent and as usual Prompt to warn me 'You haven't stopped day-dreaming'
