It was a cold night,
The silence in it resembling death.
I sat alone,by my room’s wall.
Angry,frustrated and sad.
I looked up to the broken watch.
It was just one.
Teardrops dragged down from my cheeks.
A blurred picture of her in my eyes,
Resembling a beautiful swan.
Her memories seemed to haunt me.
I felt her saying me bye.
The kiss which used to wet my lips.
Suddenly lost now,
Replaced by a bottle of wine.
I cried in my lonely days,
I giggled as she smiled.
Lost are those days now.
They just came for a while.
An angel used to adore me.
And I concealed in her, my life.
The past now haunts me,
Shattering the dreams of making you, my wife.
Fourteen years passed now.
I still strive alone.
The house that should have been green now.
Is broken dead and lone.