Known to her,
Yearning for his love,
her access to love,
He bestrewed her,
To whisper a fond adieu.
He should betake himself,
into the world, of money and fame,
for food, for home, for prosperity
he will be residing afar.
Trembling with fear,
of losing him, she stares,
the lamp at the corner and he stands, to leave.
As they walk, in silence,
nothing much, but smiles of love,
accompanied, her eyes beseeched him to stay, and his charming eyes, filled with opportunities, of this blind world.
Her adorning face faded gradually,
their humble adobe was losing, its color.
The floral way to journey, and thrones in her part.
She smiled, to wish, a goodbye, he got into the car, a wish he may look back, to see her smile, he left and never looked back.