After you left the skies to turn scarlet and tears made way, Two lives were separated and they started to pray, The silence was haunting and no place to thrive, Still, the stars shimmered to lighten their lives. Your presence be a blessing and absence be a curse, Your newlywed wife had her eyes open in her search, Gone far away was a lieutenant for war, Your absence scarred her deep like penetrating swords.
No letters and no phone calls made of your return,
The moon glowed brightly but the sun made her burn,
At the battlefield, you were ready to dedicate your life,
A living corpse clad with red bangles was your wife.
Her smile slowly faded away with the wake of the dawn,
Memories wrapped in photographs kept her warm,
Your presence was a blessing and absence was a curse,
Distances apart two souls were breathing, living to make it worth.
After you left, the melancholy filled the air,
All your wife ever did was look outside and stare,
Two bodies were separated with walls of destiny,
Still, hope was reviving to let them stay living.