You have a contaminated smell today dear friend
People have disgraced your purity
By sucking each other’s mouth
By rubbing n holding those sweaty hands
By spitting n throwing the garbage just wherever they may find
They have transfused their stinks to your perfume
For them it was just a valentine’s day
Even those roses they exchanged couldn’t lighten the atmosphere
But then, their behavior was understandable
Obviously, after all they are humans
But what happened to you
Your eternally fresh attitude
Or is it that with time, you too have changed
You now love to play with skirts, rather than blowing into faces, is it?
Or maybe, you just take advantage of western clothing
Like everyone else on the marine drive does
May be that’s the only alternative you have to love Gods most beautiful creation
But then, you have changed dear friend
People still crave for your freshness
People crave for you to wipe away their stress, fear, anxiety n all worries
People love to feel your calmness on their face when they are happy
Dear friend, what we regard as beautiful, is just an imaginary attraction
When reality strikes, your own assets worth much more than those illusions
Your freshness, your calmness, is much more expensive
Drowse me in your real essence
Let me blow away in the wind