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End In One Glance…

There is no motion in life,
Everything has ended its life.
The flowers withered in the vase,
The chocolate finished from the box case.
The love songs are no more heard,
A garden now with no more birds.
The house door will now won’t open,
The four walls are so silent of my den.
No one could talk about the lost romance,
A story which came to an end in one glance…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag