The smell of my roses is no more alive

The twilight of my nights is not alike 

Thousand springs are lost, of my uncountable love

My love rains and my passions and all above

My every small happiness is remained ill

My heart bends just upon your will

Come back to connect all lost relations of mine

My all ways are heavenly linked with thine

Return me my every day n night

The same sun and twilight

Without you I am lost in the way

Come back to get me back the same array

Oh come back in the lines of my hands

To let me live the same land

Come back in my dreams,

Come back in my lyrical streams

Characters of my ballads are blue and anonymous for me

Come back to return them smile and glee

I surrender to be nothings without thee

Come back to return me my starry skies

Where my soul freely flies 

Come back to my life

Return my roses, sweet smell the same alike. 

By ana