End Of Love

When the night falls as a veil Upon street, field and deserted dale When shooting star burns in mid air And owls feel agitated in the glare I rush to meet you by the hedge Where flowers bloom in colourful rage When a lone star winks from high A bunch of cloud begins maiden fly When there appears a glare in horizon Behind a leafy wall the moon lies hidden I rush to meet you by the riverside Where boats in gentle wind smoothly glide When rabbits come out from burrows Snakes lay coiled in drenched furrows When colours are held tight in soft petals Branches make sounds in close hustles I rush to the place we planned to meet Heart chanting your name with every beat When waves rush in rows to kiss our feet Tides crash against rocks and bleat Boats glide past light house and vanish Foams rise skyward, lose temper and perish I rush to the place atop the grassy mound To the place where our graves could be found