FORLORN FILLE


Standing by the bridge which was old ,
Once, young couples cherished memories of gold.

Was she lovelorn?
But dosen't matter,she's all torn,
As her fairy kingdom was forlorn.

Ssshhhh!!!!!cant you hear her whimpe?
Helpless and unable to go with natures sync.

Gazing at the nature fille sat disquieted,
The melancholic morbid was reflected.

The doleful rivers all in flood,
She sobbed tears of blood.
The sun shunned its light,
Birds forgot its flight.

The grey sky shook the earth,
Dejected she questioned her worth,
Embracing the river,she rejected this birth.

"Though two roads cannot meet,
Waiting fr him is soo sweet,
Lunatic heart skipping its beat,
Without whom she is incomplete,
Your love as red as beet,
Throwing its love , taking her to summit,
I LOVE U ...MY LOVE... I REPEAT!!!

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This IS THE STORY OF THE GIRL WHO REMEMBERS HER PAST LOVE STORY WHEN SHE WALKS BY THE OLD BRIDGE.WHEN THEY NEWLY MET. THEY COULD NEVER BE UNITED HENCE THEIR ROADS ARE DIVERGING INTO TRAGEDY..LEADING TO THE DEATH OF THE GAL WHERE SHE UTTERS THOSE LAST STANZA N ENDS UP HER LIFE BECAUSE ITS NOT WORTH TO LIVE WITHOUT HIM... THE NATURE TOO FEELS BAD FR HER N REFLECTS HER PAIN TOO..