An Open-Bury
An Open-Bury
The world moved on...
Yet I stood the same...
Pushed me down...
As everyone stood above me...
The pains started digging...
I Fell on that as I was thinking (him)...
The memories started to swallow...
Melancholy poem wrapped me up...
As I came floating out of...
Saw red bud...
Tears nurtured it well...
Mobs tried to collect it...
Stubbornness made mob to swell...
I haunted them n protected it...
Days later he came for me...
We finally made our destiny...
And the bud widen up on seeing us together...