Now the year has come to an end.
But his wishes are same.
He was and he is still dying for the same girl,
Who laughs on his Lilly jokes,
His peak of brain is occupied by her,
Which gives him a wonderful feeling,
Which he enjoys a lot,
Just like they both are together,
Again-again he can’t do anything,
Just like the flowers who can’t move,
They move but we can’t see,
Same his love towards her is very much,
But now it is dead for others.

-Composed by Shiv K