Me and my conscience

With the last moon, when I was crying

Wishing up you to come and calm me down.

Tears were rolling down on my face

My eyes were brimmed with innocent beads

It was a chase till nowhere,

It was a dream, never to come true.

My wail and whine remain unheard.

You didn't return once again.

Then my conscience, ‘my best friend’,

Arouse within and sat beside me.

It talked, chided and then calmed me down,

Leave it, buddy, as it had to be, it told me.

She won’t return to cuddle you,

So don’t you ever cry again.

Never waste your emotions

for the one who left you in vain.

Life is a party, so don’t live it like an elegy,

Believe me, the best is always yet to be.