All for one, now gone.
Waves break, dash against stones,
dash against my moves, sentiments,
my concern for the begone, pitiable,
words beyond expression.
Meet the agile sailor with oars,
talk to the fisherman keen on net,
replete with fish pounce and play,
you are with a sad tone sing a song;
A song full of recollection,
Melody of moments gone and spent
in togetherness of mutual understanding,
melody still in me even after silence.
All for the one, gone now, now
deserting me in wilderness,
hereafter a day is waste, waste
beyond repair and no words express.
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