perhaps!
the rainbow colored state of the rose
has lost its blosoom
and its wandering hereand there
in the fun loving lake
which is wet with my vision
with the existence
of that rivulet.
my sight
of yesterday
of today
is one and the same
but the seasons
have altered
never to return
mingling with the dilemma,perhaps!
her mates
along the sight
might have undergone
the forestation
but she is same
as she was yesterday
and still today
same face
same smile
and in that smell
they seem to be firm,perhaps!
even if she wants
she cant go forestation
the favorability
the service
and fake pride is negligible
with open worsening
she is unable
to diminish her fake pride.
