She was the one , the only flower
That filled my heart with power,
The power that flowed and flowed
Till it made my world..

My life  was her, the only flower
Who paved my roads of passion
The skillfull hand of artist’s,
Which moulded up my vision..

The lonely flower which blossomed
All the time for myself ,
Through the darkest routes of life where,
Love is nothing but a lie – a big fat lie.

She was my flower, my only flower
Who gave her life for mine
Who backed out on all else , so that
I’ll be hers forever,,
But, Were I ?? Will I ?? Lies there unanswered..

–theurbanartist.