Whisper from the past
I bewilder between fantasy and mundane, I forsake the love left behind by me, Realizing what the true love was. Today, a word never to be spoken is heard, Tinge of innocence is lost in making love, A bond is forged by warmth of her bosom. A beat that my heart skipped in love, A moment of life is lost in the void, I hear murmur of the heart.