• fz_fika 123w

    Sitting by the fire,

    With a cup of loneliness,

    And a blanket of solitude,

    I looked up the happy sky,

    Which has the full glowing moon,

    Surrounded by the shining stars,

    I took a walk down memory lane,

    The good lane where your smile sent shivers down my spine,

    The lane where your touch ignited the dying fire in me,

    The lane where everything seems perfect,

    But Alas!, I was slapped by the harmer of reality,

    Which took me back to my empty dungeon of grief,

    Where I am reminded nothing with me could be perfect,

    Where I am left sipping pain from the cup of loneliness.