by Vijaya Prabhakaran.P
What’s the point in being Possessive?
For that, you have always made me Restive.
My life has turned out to be Ambiguous,
Still, I could feel a higher Tendresse!
Woefully, I could never answer my Heart;
Distasteful morals have also been Impart.
In the far shores of the Bahamas,
Riding high with the Appaloosa Horses,
Until we return to the Earth as Ashes!!