I wonder whether to speak Or show off with another lie
Like time used to With it’s untimed hie….
Back then, with your presence
To now and till eternity, with ur absence….
I thought I would
Face it as I should….
But at the same time
Which stood Between my aspirin and wound
That I couldn’t heal even if I could….
Yet there’s this blessing
A powerful mind, Aka Time Machine….
Which helps to decay the present decade
And live what got left behind in date….
Those moments and memories
Beautiful than all the best sellers and stories….
Where you and I
Resurrected the dead heaven in sky….
Painted the rainbow
With the pastels of care and love….
By giving birth to felicity amidst all the phobias….
Redefined the word zombie
With a much deeper resemblance to beloved Phoebe….
Amongst all the blank spaces
We built together a world with nearly 10 million shades….
Unfortunately we became I
In terms of living this miserable lie….
But thanks to the irony of God’s gifting theorem
That the time machine still keeps me alive via it’s loop algorithm….