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.
Beautiful