Melancholy of Her Love
Once a girl met a prince
Then her happiness grew a pinch
She thought what a wonderful thing to be in
But when he died
She cried all night
Remembering their memories that seemed lost at sight
She looked at the moon and said “I wish I could meet him again “
I wish I could meet him again
Oh, how she wished to see him
And how she wished to cry
Cause she’d now lost the apple of her eye
Her dreams, now nightmares
Her soul now bland
From the regret that she couldn’t say goodbye
She looked at the moon and said “I wish I could meet him again”
I wish I could meet him again
And so she withered in vain
Trying to escape from the growing pain
She died being said
That’s how our flower bloomed then
Hopefully I will meet him again
Finally I can meet him again
Copyright © Shiza Shaikh | Year Posted 2021
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