Love, why did you trespass my heart,
if you were not to encroach on it ?
marooned in a mayhem of matters,
I keep reminding myself to forget you,
I stroll down a street,
A million faces slap me,
I recollect how your spontaneous
  smile alone soothed me,
I lend an ear to the world,
Cacophony is all I get,
Your voice, I remember as
  Beethoven's untitled symphony,
Now deserted, I ask myself,
Were you just a desert drizzle,
Or is it just that the oases I find
  are always mirages ?