It is painful to be defeated
The sun sets not abruptly
River dries taking long years
And all type of decaying has its own time span
The rose tree that would give me
Hectic red rose every day
Where the birds would come to greet it
Butterflies would fly
Thinking the place as their paradise,
All went away
Slowly and slowly
And there was also a heart
That gave adieu me
Suddenly
Bolt from the blue-
I know,
You are like the time
For ever...
But here I have been waiting for
Perennial!
Eternal love knows only eternity!
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