No, no, I have none-
I have none of your memories,
So don’t call me to remind some.
Oh yes, I have –
I have enough disappointment
So don’t increase the quantity gram.
Well I know, you are a bitch
But I won’t call you that-
Cause that would be very indecent of me!
I’m a sober gentleman, you know.
I adored you like an angel,
Came to have holy water with offerings
Resembling a priest worships his holy goddess.
And what I found a four legged animal with nasty squirt,
Yarning for satisfying her lust in front of the temple!!
You know, I’m a Man-a mongo one,
Not a mahatma who will ask for your happiness forever.
So don’t phone me to tell your fake state o’ life.
I know you better than any human does in this world,
You are a taboo, a desert with no oasis,
Crash bodies of novice explorers are lying scattered around.
So don’t try to pull me again towards your poisoned bosom,
I have enough despicable me!!!