Loneliness seems my only friend
So loyal that it would be there till the end
When I shall lie in the grave in peace
In my soul, it shall make me, please
Whispering in mellowed voice,
‘I am with you still, so to fill
Your empty soul that can’t be killed
I shall accompany even your next life
And ensure that you won’t make anyone your wife’
Very sad...but beautifully written
ReplyDeleteThanks Sri Valli
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