Nay Adieu
Always be a blossom with fragrance-hue
Shaking thee in half a quake, from tip to toe,
Thy will be touched by a drop of soft dew
For continuity of nexus is our vow.
The blue-moon time that opens thine petal-lips-fresh
Can freeze the ocean; make the rock melt in joy-
Only a pace in Odyssey, an ingress
A perfect quintessence of life coy.
What is that inopportune that begins to shine?
Drops of silent tears running on morale cheeks.
Do evoke in the special time for grace-divine
As sun will rise after every doom night, so have frisk.
Peace and comity in gale we are to find
Kites always fly not with but against the wind.
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