MY SHOULDER….

My shoulder, has started to feel cold
as none has come near it, to hold.
Thinking about someone’s warmth, its lost
and so has developed around it, lot of frost.

My shoulder, has started to feel cold
as none has come near it, to hold.
It remembers someone’s head on it used to rest
which for it, were like moments of zest.

My shoulder, has started to feel cold
as none has come near it, to hold.
How nice it was when someone’s hands used to intertwine
as the feeling would have been there of “FOREVER MINE”.

My shoulder, has started to feel cold
as none has come near it, to hold.
It is offlate that I feel all sorts of pain
and regret for, moments of being vain.