I know I will not last forever
My time is fixed; I will be called one day
That’s why I tarry by the river
And take a drink while on its bank I lay
I think of the life that passed
With little joy and much woes and pain
For loss of you I get harassed
Love sprouted and moments of torture began
I took to wandering drunk hard
As sages seeking peace walking country side
I got solace being an unknown bard
My lines and songs have become my pride
I will lay still in open for long
Waiting for time we will be together again
My final call will be loud and strong
Before an episode on our love will be written
Tiku akp
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