The Road Not Taken

The road not taken,

Are the roads never stitched after a broken past.

Befuddled with the thoughts of going back,

That bifurcated years ago,

Some mishaps scratch the door of my heart,

Sins we did in the name of love

Still fresh in my blood;

Weren't you supposed to be

My last breathe in a deserted land?

Leave! Maybe I don't match

With the angels you want to fetch,

You clogged your road

& I left it with my wounds.

Possibility to our coalescence

Tends to the roads of impossibility.

Inevitable our roads seem,

Which are never to be taken!