When you walked out Life lost all its poetry as I wandered through time Never found symmetry or the joy sublime that made me want to write in ecstasy and delight PS: Photo of rain strewed Parijat flowers on a path in the monsoon.
When you walked out Life lost all its poetry as I wandered through time Never found symmetry or the joy sublime that made me want to write in ecstasy and delight PS: Photo of rain strewed Parijat flowers on a path in the monsoon.