The Gone-Bye Days
The colour emitting flowers blowing on the delicate bough
The music of the chirping of birds floating in the air
The nightingale’s eulogy of roses melting hearts tough
The perfume of love illuminating minds and soul’s cheer
The endless array of enchanting memories of your love and caress
Restoring peace and tranquility to a devastated soul in a sway
Clouds of desolation brightened with memories of your effervesce
Your bright eyes taking the darkness and despair of my life away
The buds turning into colourful roses have all withered away
The delightful garden of life turned into a lifeless heap of dirt
The despairing life, for a single smile, exorbitant cost defray
The enchanting music of the chirping birds no longer divert.
The serene breeze of captivating memories chill my burning soul
The colourful withered flowers resurrect and return life’s glow
Revisits the youthful exuberant me that despair once stole
And a ray of lethal arrows flung out of the cupid’s bow
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