Fragnance of flowers chirping of birds
Smell of camphor the sight of sky
Didn't realised when all they got affected by her in precise

Days and nights seemed of void
Life felt lifeless
Never did a moment I cherish unless I saw her
Her shappier eyes
Being in her exile presence made my soul joyed

At the brightest dawns and deepest darks
At the griefest times and mightest bars
I was mesmerized by her existence solely even in pitch hazar

But everything lasts for a time
Her presence gradually  fading
Her eyes turning a blind eye
She went away Far, so far that
The moments I cherish turned into senseless memories
her face which I admired the most emitted a mirage of someone unknown
And thus  arise a chaotic peace which lasted for long