Pic src: The Decaying Flower
When the visage fades away
the words die down,
memories gather dust
and I waste away;
then, my dear
remember me...
Just a stray thought
in your heart’s lonely corner,
and loneliness will go away.
I would cherish that one corner
in your heart
for a while,
then to disappear
may be forever...
© Amritbir Kaur