Clearly I could see the soft cloud faning apart;
Its now my time to depart...Depart from My thoughts and Imagination'And create a new Creation ;Creation of Words and Letters that CreptCan't proceed further as the Paper got wet.
Wet not by Nature's shower,not by your thoughts...;But because I weptAsk me the reason why??
" Because its time to depart"The compassionate touch of yours;
I saw my life vibrant,full of coloursRed changed to white,Light changed to dark;
,Now i am loosing the spark
Weaving words for You have been my Art
No longer it will continue " BecaUse its my time to depart"The soft kiss.the Passionate Hug;The scintillating smile,your move and laughHope to see you having a new start
"Because it my time to depart. "