In rainy season,
In dark times
I asked him/her
Will you leave me?
Holding my hand,
He/She replied
How can I left you
You are part of my soul
And today
As the time has changed
In the season of horror
I asked from him/her
Why you left me?
Provoking in the street of smiles
You raised my thirst
Now you left???
Walking by she/he replied
Its play of season
Which change with times….
Which change with times….