she was bright like sun,
but sun is born to burn.
she was fresh like dew,
but dew lasts moments few
she was pure like river,
but river flows forever.
She was one full moon,
but moon goes down in life's noon
she was bright blossoming lilly
but lilly dies soon silly
maybe she was like open bottle wine,
evaporates with sands of time.
in my life,
she was that beautiful sunset,
which has gone & i am upset!
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