Oh my beloved!
Do you know?
I have been scrounging you
in the crowd around me.
But then I realized
you are lost in the filthy whirls around.
Had you been there in the crowd,
you would have snogged me
with your shine.
But then I saw no light
just the darkness clouding around,
as beings passed by.
Should I say this fate, or luck?
As fate
for I love you so much but can't have you beside me
and luck
for after light there is darkness.
So I'm in darkness
but still surviving
by looking at the moon's light
high above the sky.
Do you remember the moon on which we had fascination?
And this fascination was towards our love.
We saw the moon light. Didn't we?
Then why is that you are no more lighted up?
Is this the end of the Story?
Or the Light?