The
flower blossoms
only
to wither and die
The
hearts meet
only
to bid goodbye.
There's
change and
the
end is the truth
Immortality,
a dream
created
to soothe.
Consolations
pour in
boatloads
of love too
But,
when living
the
friends are few.
Passing
on to eternity
A
perpetual hearth.
A
gentleman sweetheart
from
the province of Punjab.
