The morning fragrance roused me,
The lusty breezes lured me
Towards your enticing existence:
A flower isolated in its own presence.

From near and from far away,
I watched you swing and sway;
Your glistening petals’ gleam,
And the dew upon, sparkling as the meadow stream.

Soon did we taste the dismal winter,
As it grew harder and harsher.
Our hearts did it heartlessly splinter
Till the garden of mirth lost its splendour.

I endured the glacial season with one desire-
To see you blossom from this mire-
To pacify my soul’s raging fire:
“It is you whom I require.”

Spring has bloomed whilst
I lie forever gloomed,
Perusing the remnants of your tomb,
Your incessant laughter has me consumed.

The sky too, laments your sudden demise.
Pouring tears from its swollen eyes,
Agonised, from the distant horizon it screams:
“Come back and my soul shall you enlighten.”

I now reminisce that indelible eternity
Engrossed with the elation of our fraternity.
Vanquished me has this adversity,
Life without you is indeed an uncertainty.