The Straight Line Would Never Bend Poem by Nikho Schin valle

My love in my life you left a void;
But the shot of truth I can never avoid,
That you've left my entity perplexed;
Now that you're gone how can I get my heart fixed?
For reality truly hurts;
That thy entity could never again wear skirts,
For the clock has said its time for thee to go;
So thy hands I need to let go,
For seeing thee greatly suffer;
Has removed my laughter,
I knew that your clock was ticking;
And as it sounds my heart was breaking,
For I knew that this was the beginning of the end,
And I knew the straight line would again never bend.