Saroj Is The Pretty Lotus Of These Gardens
I want to shout and I also want to cry,
I want to hide but seek I also want to try.
From all pain and sorrow but how can I,
It was not that easy to say final goodbye.
I want to scream and I also want to run,
My life is very empty and there is no fun.
It happened to me but I say why oh why?
I want to move on but I cannot even try.
I loved my beloved more than she knew,
She left me all shattered when she flew.
The passing away has hurt and pain is deep,
All my promises I was not even able to keep.
The tender loving care she gave is here,
Love she showered is so deep and dear.
How can I forget no one is able to tell me,
Go on erase fond memories, don’t tell me.
My mind views her movie of love and care,
Nothing’s faded, her photos I sit and stare.
I loved her and keep the love lamp burning,
Half a century of memory is still churning.
Memories are treasured and live in my heart,
That is where I’ll make my garden so smart.
Lakhan’s heart has many memorial gardens,
His Saroj is the Pretty Lotus of these gardens.
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Falling in love was only half of what I always
wanted; staying in love with you forever was
the other.