Faint Love

Sitting at the corner watching the world go by,

Thinking of time when the emotions were high,

Wooing fanatically, you were the star of my sky,

How we loved- the love over a piece of pie,

My wounds- you were the medicine to apply,

Who loved more? The result was tie,

The love was pure without a tinge of lie,

You went on, the heart became dry,

Like a bread without its rye,

The heart is locked, none can pry,

It honors your skilled sly,

I know I’ll never forgive thy,

But few memories still cry,

Pockets are full but nothing to buy!