She was moon, beautiful but impossible to reach

She was air, pleasant but not visible

She was light, showed you path in darkness but tough to make it stay

She was flower, full of fragrance & could decorate temple to deceased body

She was colour, made blank canvas look like an art

She has always been like this !


He was like pain, not letting her move

He was like risk, fear to pursue

He was like dream, came and left

He was like rain, gave tears in pain

He was like life, I could never understand him


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