It was not for eternity
Like kaleidoscopic bubbles
or the festive flowers
it withered..for ever!
If it was for eternity
you wouldn’t have torn the petals,
blue, crimson colored petals of the flower
fresh as dew, soft as clouds
a yore rooted deep inside my heart….
when it was winter, and all the roads were snowy,
you wouldn’t have kill the bird
who loved to flutter and play with me…
You wouldn’t have laughed at the musings
of the evening bride
whose lullabies calmed my wounded heart!!