This simple, complicated life.

Liar.

- Pain and anguish filled my rather empty heart when you left.

You filled it with your false love and delusional hope.

The promises you made, made me think of us as a bookish trope.

You brutally emptied my heart; my soul remained a cleft.

- Looking back, I realized a lot.

How you made me feel was rather a casket of your dead emotions.

Your ethereal casket put me in a state of commotion.

 Now I sit alone, mesmerized by my heart's waught.

               - Samruddhi.