Life goes on!
Is all we know
But little do we understand
Wounds never heal
But pain from the past
Resides in forever
Fragrance in air of present
May bring freshness for a while
But stains of blood on the desk of Past life
Years from then might have passed
When One had left one alone
But little did they know
They are Leaving someone standing on the path
Which leads nowhere but to an empty self
And a heart which is now an abandoned place
To dump only hatred and nothing else..