Don't turn cold when love turns old

Leave me, but don't leave me alone! 

Screaming the curious yet sad old eyes

Filled with nothing but surprise

And the pain in the heart that can't be shown

While hiding from the blood once so known

Escape is the word to be precise

To describe the struggles but not despise

For keeping thyself indoors but not to be thrown. 

Why has Love grown so cold

When life has turned its wheel

As there's nothing much to hold

Hope you never have to deal

Whatever life can unfold

As for one and all Karma is real.