THE JOURNEY OF LUNACY

The new ray of hope seems to be dried up
With fake consolations, making me fried up

In golden times, my heart like emerald to them
The emerald, their possession, as we’d pledged up

I would tend to come into their dreams
Clue was need, which they had to set up

Gusts of betrayal, I’d to face, with passing time
With new friends, when I found them tied up

My lunacy was the reason of my affection
Otherwise, all had came with their heads-up

So, if their will was to pierce sword in my heart
What was reason, which made them to hook-up

The fatal blow, they had given to my heart
It is still getting stiff, for me to bear up

There were certain delusions between us
Tried hard for delusions, to be cleared up

I paved way, for my regression
But their ego had still been build up

I had fallen on my knees to express my apology
In vain, but it was, as they’d made their mind up

In this world, your love, of no use, O! Eyan!
With thee, everybody pretends of being fed-up