Oblivion

Where did they go?

My eyes would search

My mind would try hard

To overcome the oblivion

That had sealed my eyes

With the reel of incidents,

I would work hard

To solve the puzzle

For the missing cube

Where my memory lapsed

Sadly it would flicker

Like an unwanted treasure

That was clad by the cover

The greatest boon, I have-

Forgetfulness, the ability

To forget them, the ones

Who either don’t exist 

In my life or in this big world...