Wandering on the roads,
Running by the sailing boats,
There i saw you sinking yet afloat.
Windy breeze in the grays,
There relax the blackish strays,
Eating sloppy in fast food trays,
Messy yet happy were those days.
Hefty and burdened sits my heart,
Everyday memories pin me darts,
Crawling my way to the new start,
I think i left you my half part.
Sinking in the pillow as the day ends,
Glasses topped with bourbon intends,
Lost family and friends,
Alas, Showcasing the happiness i pretend.
Shubham Writes 