My roses had faded
Its scent of joy has gone
Someday ago; in my flower garden
There was a sweet spring
But now every petals and leaf had departed
Somewhere tossed and quakes rose was
Now there is black skull.
Now; only reminiscences has left
A misty hum of yours
Some paintings on wall and its saga
It not immune me but witting
Darkness of gloom had engulfed me
It is accepted; I am enjoying-
Loneness of this doleful palace ….
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