The winds that blew me away
The September that hatch
Reminds me of my first fall
Four years in my batch
Dream, drift, deceit, desire
All it ended for you, I divorced myself
Ran after you for I wanted you
Only you left me, found a regret.
You saw the future with you,
I saw the future with us
Reminds me of your clues
Was I in a rush, made a fool.
Date, decree, decay, death
You rise and flew, I fell deep in that rut
Am I okay? I wonder holding my breath
My fallout years, screams in my gut.
Pouring rain for growth here
Hinting me of lax GPA slopes
In four years, my hands bare
Had I planted my own crops.
Signs from God, even and odd
Kept reminding me of stone walls
So I loved myself, took the pieces - got bold
Last chance, so I answered his calls
Hello present, with me and God
This 24' Sept is here itself
Still reminds me of that sod
A silent ache, broke my shell.
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