On the flowing stream,

You let me float along.

You are following me in small steps,

But your step halt

Even before half way from me.



On a corner of the stream

Where a flower petal lingers,

A twig is tearing me apart,

Pushed and tugged

My body getting torn apart

Water invades me

And I am sinking.

Sinking to the bottom!

Slowly sinking to the bottom

As a crumbled web of saddened being,



My dear-

you coldly sent me off

But aren't you sad?

Rekindle your yearning-

And load your heart this boat.

Off seasoned chilly air

Will not touch this boat!