Don’t Let The Lamp Die

She was a barren field,
I ploughed and sown seeds,
Of love and Watered them

It turned to a garden,
The garden of flowers,
Heard children rhymes,

One fine day,
She bade farewell,
And gone far-far,

Garden turned to barren field,
Flowers wept and crept,
Dry and scattered,

Far at a distance,
A lamp is gleaming, shimmering
Giving feeling of love,

Whispering to ear,
Hello, My dear,
I am still with you,

Water the garden,
Flowers will laugh,
On their laugh, lies happiness,

My happiness,
Lies on your happiness,
Don’t let the lamp die.