Seasons Of Love 2
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Subhas Chandra Chakra
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Seasons have changed.
Though their names
Unaltered as before,
They never smell alike,
Nor do they speak nor sing alike,
While you were here.
The summer sums up
My moments of loneliness.
The rains wash away
My memories dusted anywhere.
The autumn summons me-
My timeline needs a renewal!
The winter fosters in me
My remaining leaves be shed.
The spring fingers on
My tired strings of heart.
The dew that took you away,
My world of tenderness to dart! !
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