DEPARTED OF THE BELOVED

The earth used to stop rotating;

When she used to look deeply into my eyes;

The wind used to flow slowly;

When she used to adjust her luscious hair;

The waves in ocean used to flow in rhythmic percussion;

When she used to collect shells from it's shore;

But one day, Yes, one dreaded day she betrayed all her admirers;

And retired her soul to a land whose path no one could fathom...