You ask me to leave you
Knowing fully well it can’t happen
You ask me to deceive myself
Telling me it is your hearts summon
If you had to go then,
Why you wired my winsome life
Why you wilted me so much
Simply to slice me with wordy knife
The pain the pining the parting is scorching
The tempest of throbbing heart is enticing
Its only sincere resident
Looking glass- the self reticent
Oh! My tormentor may you have peace
Though I am shredded piece by piece…
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