She bloomed like blossoms, spread fragrance,
Brought heaven of spring to winter world.
Like parched Earth drinking from rain's bowl,
I steeped in luxurious colours of dreams.
When dreams broke and colours faded,
Sweltering Sun blazed in flagrant hell-fire.
Winter was out, and hot summer was in,
Spring melted like treasure in delusive mirror.
No more I sleep, no more dream, just sweat,
And blankly stare across thick uncrossable night.
Those hot sweat and tears in salty streams
Drench my night, wet uncomfortable bed.
Somewhere she is, in midst of thick night,
Frozen in harsh darkness surrounding me.
I stretch my hands to feel her comforting touch,
Alas, bare naught mocks me from all sides.
I know, she can't ever be far from my side,
Somewhere, hear, near, she's roaming around.
However I try to gather her in longing arms,
Alas, she slips, and I end in endless tears.
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