Our Neem.

Our neem at the corner waved me to a halt........ "What has caked on your cheeks Isn't it the last night's tears and their salt?" "I can see she is not with you Must be your fault!" Our neem has all the rights He has been a mute witness to all our fights I am not surprised he thought it wise To query the absence of my coveted prize I don't know about you But i feel a stranger in our own home Feel like a swing halted in midair Our home feels like an eerie lair Will you come back if i asked you? Hmmm Come back so that the cuckoo doesn't go on cooing I am sure, at me, she is booing The road feels strange and looks really stretched Come back even if its hope is far fetched Come back please As the neem tells me that i need a release I actually heard him as i write this, "Why don't you iron out the crease? Both your lives need a new lease".............