My love for My Pretty Lotus will never
die
I have loved her and will always love her
My promise is intact I will keep it till I
die
She was my sweet heart as I was for her
Now that she is no more I am alone
here
The home and the garden are missing
her
She was the one who nurtured them
here
The flowers bloom and keep thinking of
her
The sun shines and the moon keeps
looking
The rain drops are like tears that keep
falling
The stars are there but have lost the
twinkling
She is gone but the one left behind is
weeping
Robins are singing bringing all fond
memories
The spot she used to sit are now her
memories
She was my Angel that flew away with
her wings
No one knows how much craving all
this brings
But she keeps visiting me in my dreams
sometime
To brighten my night but the day brings
a sad time
She was perfect, sweet, soft-hearted
and all pure
I can bear the pain but it is always hard
to endure
We had a wonderful time in Lankawi a
few years ago
Return to this place has brought
memories I can't let go
Thoughts of being alone in Saroj Niwas
is painfully hard
Her soul is my saviour but this body
finds things hard.