Only you, to the exclusion of rest,
Were my life, posed as the best.
Time turned and the same you too,
My heart was left for the cry and hue.
All crushed and crumpled as you say,
You left me all forlorn without a way.
But thanks a bunch dear buddy,
As you helped me be back on my feet, quite sturdy.
I have burnt myself to ashes,
And there on rose up as a phoenix.
No scar or mark now chases,
I'm all on my own, behold praises!
It's you and only you rather no else,
Who paved my way to these tinkling bells!
Nigar Rao