I never thought of being the unheard story of yours,
when I was 16, I chanted your name in my thoughts.
Had an impression of yours, not even almighty could rewrite,
I was devoting you even when the rain was pouring.
I had you in my mind when I realised
that love like this never lasts forever.
I saw that divine beauty in you, that was so pure like petals of the rose,
I never wanted you to go.
So starved for you, that I lost my beloved souls,
unaware of the sensibility that love never makes us lose precious.
I now see you realising the priority I made you while suffering,
I now have realised that throwing petals in feet
of thyself is more meaningful than worshipping.