Lover Dead….

Sorrows of the sorry soul the lover cry

He just buried his love who died

Yet he living in the mourning thread

After he buried his life; how can she be dead

 

There was a vow that they shared

To live along till the time there

But before the time she left him alone

Now all he does work and mourns

 

Every day to church, her favorite flowers he gets

Not one day that ever forgets

No matter what the weather be

Morning and evening is there sincerely

 

Sometimes one would how to love so cruel

But that nature that rules

Sometimes one’s goes before thee

The others have walked alone the life’s schools

 

Celebrating the festivities and anniversary

Just living in the memories of the past

There love some much he had

But now his life died and past

 

Only with promise, that they meet

In paradise, their love will be sweet

They will plead for ages to be together

Destiny will be fulfilled, as in love they are engrossed with each other

 

But now there is a lonesome way ahead

Slowly missing the loved one dead

Humming songs that once were a duet

With a tune, are tears accompany it

 

From heartaches with the pain of losing

There nothing gain but there for one-two cost

Lifeless like a lonesome soul

Life itself has topsy-turvy rigmarole