Moldy walls and rusted parts,
"I had heard time and tide waits for none
But alas! I found myself being no exception to it"
"Shadows of sorrows
Is surrounding me
Till these days
I am reminding thee. "
You promised me,
Caressing my hands,
That you would never let go of them...
A beautiful love story, continued despite a tragic mode, illustrating the purity of love and affection.
A poetic touch to share the golden memories flashing before the eyes, beading them to a melodious tone.