Why does there stand this wall
which I cannot see or feel,
but crumbles in me from within
everytime I see your face go by?

Was it a lewd remark or a childish act
for which I still owe apologies?
If I knew the journey were to be so harsh,
then braced should better be I,
But once the mind has faltered,
is alteration so very harsh?

I am a fool which has already been known,
pray do tell me the remedy
so the smile on you once again shows.

If you wish for me to disappear,
so be it then and there;
But on a condition sealed with a promise
that you shall wear your smile
as long as I am gone.

Where emotions are hidden,
words seem to flounder;
But what about the heart & soul
which could not even move these boulders?

I repeat again,
if apologies are undelivered
it shall be given
and the same with sacrifices;
But let not stand this Berlin wall
for thirty odd years, beyond which
life would be impossible to repair.

So cite your wish,
and I shall be away;
But let not the same fate meet
to some other loner on the way.