Life progress ahead Mauve sheets dribble hues of blues Stories get unfold. She brings bright gospels Her fingers sparkle glitters Spring trailing behind. Love died when she died, She grew flowers and branches, Preyed upon by some foes. Sun shines but doesn't smile, His moon eclipsed forever Sky shatters on ground. ©Aquib
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Love will never die,
For it was he who taught her love.
Even after her death,
Love will bloom forever,
For her angel will guard
Her branches and flowers.
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