Died way too soon br And so long gone br Adolescent love killed br Before being born br Vanished from sight br From thoughts haven’t yet lost br For still those buds sprout br Their among the bushes br Our abode of past br Like always it rained this season br Earthly scent was the same br The sound of breeze br Crackling of dried leaves br Even the transformations of moon br Was steady and same br Nothing has changed br Even the seasons of my life br I laugh; I cry and melt in tears br I am the same br I am still chanting your name…br br Seema Aarellabr br