Sun ablaze in the sky,
The moon, submerged, evades a glance.
Fallen leaves scatter in the harsh blow
And, in a tempest, sweep in an anguished cry.
A flower let me gather her nectar
When the bees were not there to find out
Assuden , why did the she
Close her petals and leave me?
My chest bleeds
Soaked heart sobs flowing tears.
The torn wing, tangled in thorns of the stem
Aches in pain!
Even my finger tips weep
From wiping hollow tears from your eyes
The only flower whose fragrance I've drawn
Left me from a blossomed yard.. and is gone.