Over the ancestral abode
At the lovely lagoon
Embraced smoothly the west wind
Biding farewell again.
When shall we meet hereafter
Asked the cuckoo atop the palm
Emotions spilled over
Echoed around the horizon.
Springs ran off all its tears
Fell down the fragrant Lilly
Flew away the lush green parrot
Leaving the nest ashore alone.
The birds that weeping aloud
The trees that waving hands
Can ever know the agony
Put to the soul ever unending.
Deserted farther the model
Languished away the painter
Seldom fade the canvass
Nor the picture therein.[to be completed]
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