I was not lucky to have you because i fought hard for you and your love, will both were lucky to live under the wings of love, it was like a canopy for us, when ever it rains will feel safe, when ever is sunning will are safe.
The world was around us, it was like will were moving with the rotation of the sun and the moon, a perfect combination, nothing is too hard for both of us to detect, nothing was too fishy for us to know truth, everything was nothing for us to be something. But in all of this why do death take you away from me, you went to sleep when it was not time for us, why do death choose to separate you from me and place on me a heart of unfulfilled wishes because i didn't end with you as my wife.
We have always lay by each other sides warmly with our hands crossing each path, now you are sleeping alone without my hands over you, why do the wind of death decides to take my precious flower that i gave my life for even when there are more of the same flower in the garden that are not irrelevant to me, but you were the one taken away from my garden, what has life done to me, what pleasure do I owns to live again, were is the joy the world promise to give me...
I cry before the dead and question the authority of the soul, "is it good to take away the happiness and the joy of a person". I wept soberly, I wept uncontrollably, it was now written in my heart as a script "A PLEAD TO DIE". So I can join her over and she wouldn't wait for me much longer, I believe she was waiting for me at the door to paradise for me to join her, I ask the same authority to take my soul, what life have I gain on earth if all my records are erase why an still alive?.
It was hurtful, my soul was darted, I was out of control, nothing is more powerful than the TEARS of a true heart. I hold her hands warmly as usual when will are together, just then I discover change of temperature in her, her cold hands was getting warm, I didn't take notice of the suspicious activity because my heart was dead in me to notice my surrounding.
I gain my lost consciousness when I heard a lite sneeze from her, I quickly change my focus towards her and look closely to see the magic happening around me, just then I saw her blinking that beautiful eye lid again that caught my heart in her web the very first day i met her, I was not happy, I was not sad, I was not joyful, I was in a confusing state of mind. She said to me your endless tears Refuse me to cross the gate of the living. She smile again and said "your tears Is more powerful than death". I chuckles a bit and look towards heaven with a glimpse, thanks the authority and the owner of the soul for making my tears more powerful than death.. Now the plead to die Is a joy to live again!..
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