Thursday 28 April 2011

Unforgettable

When I see a beautiful flower,
Her smile flashes before my eyes.
When the wind near my ear do whisper,
I feel her presence calm and nice.

When I see the Moon's shining glow,
I see her face full and bright.
When rivers in-front of me flow,
I remember her hair, dark as night.

When I feel upon me the shower of rain,
I feel her hands upon my hands.
Whenever I find myself in pain,
Her memories sooth all my wounds.

Chances of another meeting later,
Has been to zero, reduced.
But still it makes me better,
Her memories, freshly reproduced.

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