He loved puzzles but he couldn’t solve her
She was broken into pieces and many were lost
He started melting his heart to make pieces for her
But she had a hole in her, not anyone could fill
She was drowning inside the hole of her heart
He was tore down his happiness and joined the rope of hope
Hope she might be complete again,
Hope he might be happy again But,
She drew the same canvas
But he had finished his colors
She sang the same songs
But his guitar had no strings
She bore the same pain
But his tears had dried. -लालमोहन
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