Empty bit “I”,
A source of quench your thirst “I”
I wish you every tormented breath,
Dry your lips and eyes out of life
You came to me,
When you remember me
You filled me again,
Whenever you need me
Then you’ll leave empty,
And then go after alone
If such is not seen ever before,
And not look back again
You may not realize,
Is choking own my
You do not see that they tear drops,
Which dipped after you try
Dismissal was because I just, your
penury
Tranquillity, take turns thriller. 🐾