Life has lost its lustre and vigour
With your shallow love and miser response,
Paring the otherwise erotic love of me.
What made you string me along-
Feeling quilt or love for pampering?
What made me fail to bring you along-
Absence of marauding beast or visual love?
I am a slave being taken away
From you to a place far away.
How can I bid good buy to you, my dear!
27.11.2002
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