It was only a dream
And you left me eventually in the end.
It was only an illusion
And you cracked my mind in a way like fragile land.
It was only an imagination
And you scattered my limbs hither and thither.
It was only a memory
And you make me forget my existence.
It was my life
For which, I, now mourn everyday,
Cry like crazy without express any mournful expression.
It was my life
And I loose my control over it with each day passing, lost my passion.
It was my life
For which, I spent my values to make it perfect
And now, without you,
I am nothing
But a dead person.
-Sajia…
Nature Art 