Goodbye, Friends Poem by Vishal Sharma

Time has come to the same place
from where it was started
and being short of words
i am writing down now
against my will and my fury
eyes have sea and cant recognise me
you gave me the pain
but i am asking you my dear
are you in gain?
if yes, then may god bless you
now my poems are no longer beautiful
please do not read them
as you will not be able to recognise
am i same vishal, some hours before
then i am answering NO.and now never
i have now no grip on my poems
they have lost their lustre
as only few people used to read me
and if you are reading me now
then o dear please wipe my tears
they are flowing endlessly these days
i broke someone heart and also got broken mine
for whom i wrote my beautiful verses
that girl is now not giving an eye to my poems
are they so ugly now, worth not to be noted
i know she is always correct
yes, they are now valueless
i hate my poems for i hate my hands
though i satisfied her in a million reason
hope you may get my words and one day
i think your touch will alive my poems again