I perceived.
I believed.
I sow, watered and nurtured.
That I plucked one by one is that I gifted you forever.
But that you tied me to is what you freed yourself from,
My mind, my friend, our love was the same, handed the
gift in return.
So I picked myself, stood tall and embraced,
Learnt that faith is what gives our world it's shape,
No place for regrets, no place for any grudge,
The soul must get shattered for it to emerge.
