For You! Poem by Srita Sri

As you rightly said, my friend
I have shed my tears,
Every dropp of my blood dripped out of my eyes,
I have got nothing left in me, not anymore
Here as I try to die, to see the last of the one I have been
And to come back from my ashes,
Hoping to be new again from the flames,
That burns me alive; every one of my love’s words;
You have lend me your hand in friendship
Connecting me back to the one I renounced
Asking me not to mourn my own death!