How can I ….


How can I hope to study

Physics, Maths and Chemistry

When always in front of me

Your face is all I can see?


I don’t wish to be set free,

I want you to be with me.

From a jailor so pretty

Which captive will ever flee?


When one day you do miss me,

And wish you had heard my plea,

It will be too late for me –

A victim of destiny.

22nd Feb 1998


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