Listening to the soft whispers in my mind,
As the fears,promises and memories rewind.
Our world of love which i had zealously built,
Got crushed under the burden of cheat and guilt.
To resist this lonely ambience my heart fails,
Leaving me in an avenue of agonizing tales.
Crowded not by people but by memories of my past,
Trapped inside the regret's prison cell at last.

The worn out soul makes an impassioned plea,
'From this excruciating pain set me free'