so now, that we are strangers,
I will uproot the past
the fragrance of sweetness,
that we shared...
soon passed away.
you may turn your back
I will look upto you...
already had some inkling
that how sensitive this bond is...
but was unaware, the same heat
would melt the love away
like the finished ice cube.
drishti magoo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strangers-52/
