“What did I do to you” shouted my intimidated tears
That you ruined me and my very dears….
Hiding among-st the darkness, you played your game
And made my beloveds unequivocal to blame….
Each other for the crisis that was staged
To force them to feel that their lives were upstaged….
And all those times when you made us bleed
I guess that helped your scars to get healed….
One by one you stole our souls
And made our existence like the dead sea scrolls….
Such a cute character you seemed,Dear Meryl
For I was too blind and numb to feel the peril….
Disguised in the well stiched glittering frock
And amidst the sparkling smile craved on the clay-rock….
Now you sit infront of me with the same smile
To play again the same witty wile….
Amusingly my last breath is nearer to near
So I guess you’ll be leaving me to flirt with the fear….
Of someone else that you’ll find
So readers pray that you are not ‘THE ONE’ on her mind….