Sequel to the complete story of incomplete love

Which was never mine,

For her, my eyes were moistened.

From the departure of one person,

Life has become dull and colorless.

The heart has gone bankrupt,

Someone has stolen so much of it,

This heart is naive,

That it has turned its back on life for her.

What complaint should I make to her?

She was a stranger after all,

The heart deceived itself,

It belonged to me but became hers.

The pleasure of one-sided love is different,

There are no complaints in it.

Life passes by in waiting,

But I don’t feel like turning away.

It was my own fault,

I mistook their jokes for love,

Life has turned into a joke,

Since the moment I fell for her.

What wasn’t written in my fate,

I considered my own,

What was in my heart,

Wasn’t in the lines of my palm.

If only the heart too,

Had fallen for the one written in my destiny,

I wouldn’t be writing this story today.

How lucky he must be,

What kind of lines must be on his forehead,

For whom my life was ruined,

She became someone’s fate in just a few vows.

I wanted to ask God some questions,

Why were my dreams left incomplete?

Why did He make me meet her,

When she was never meant to be mine?

Your heart was like a black hole,

It absorbed everything in a trance,

By the time life passed,

I had passed as well,

But still, I could never escape from it.

The one who lit up my heart,

Has now become the light of someone else’s home.

With her departure,

Not just the heart, but the light of my life has dimmed.