An Imaginary Name

Can I blame you for going away

When I was just a little. 

Now you are just an imaginary name 

With a power that words can't express.

A part of you in me; with me; for me 

A blessing in disguise.

life always with or without you 

I won't doubt it would have been the same 

But I would have preferred the one crafted with you.

There are so many mysterious ways 

That we come across in our lifespan

Life's magical and capabilities are Witnessed 

we see its many mysterious ways

The mystery of your Absence 

Is perhaps the one I would never understand 

I hope you always watched down on me 

A bleeding life I lead 

Clotted in many ways 

it's just been carrying on for days 

Life's mysterious ways I never will understand 

For the mysterious way of life 

Will always be mysterious for me and everyone around.