It Died Of Me

Long back ago it was Eden,

Where I used to play with my childhood,

There was no premise any abdication,

It was my babyhood,

The calf with who I played my day,

Was the pleasing warmth in foggy day,

It was the delightful cold of burning may,

It was in my mind from the last till today,

Today I phoned my mum after a large throw,

She told me about my left corpse,

 My mind stuck to zero even if my physics did grow,

My mind didn't change after 100 warps,

She also told my fav calf was sick,

Last night it cried in silence,

So that none could hear it click,

The tears it used to relieve my absence,

It cried and cried for quite a time,

Before it laid its mortal body up from crime,

In the corner of that small room,

Where I used to play with that splendid bloom,

It's not that I lost its company I lost its rain,

But I lost its faith I lost its trust,

Oh, I can't bear this grief I can't bear this pain,

The eyes of this devil are wet they will burst.