Left behind the big iron gate
that gulped so many days and years
of mine. I also spent those many days
for sure to make me hassle free.
Find now that is enough for me
and enough of that indulgence.
Let me go, let me go
let me search that unknown fragrance.
Wish me , wish me and wish me
I will not be back
again through this iron gate.
May see you at some square somewhere.
You will ask and I will ask -
"How are you?"
Enough and that is enough for all left days
between me and you;
and left nothing else.