“Love teaches what life mean is,
But it provokes the death soon.
Raise the weak up on their feet.”
Words from ‘messenger of love ’
In the midday of fine June
Came the drastically doom
Outcries the deeds of lord
For the beloved ones, lost in deadpan.
Lay the peaceful soul over,
Wrapped on the sacred batiste.
In the shiny morning of the day
Left the world with divine ashes.
She rose as the lovely angel,
For which the time paid her.
With the melancholy song,
The maestro left the soil with tears.
Her thoughts and memories stays,
With grief in the hearts of mankind.
Sacrifices of her love to the weak
Make the whole world shine bright.
Dedicated to my lovely sister,
Nappinai
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