Would it be possible for you To return the old version of me?
The plant which you borrowed from a farm Smiles and blesses you whenever you nurture it, Engrosses you in its life of divinity Is now pleads for you to water it again With an only urge to live.
Adieu to its life journey For it is gone now to the land of tranquility Leaving a concept for you to think, Would it be possible for you To return its life back.
A childless couple visited an orphanage Insearch of a son Found their world in him And completely devoted themselves To make him profiecient In all his life decisions Are now remained within those four walls People call it old age homes Counting their last days on deathbed Hoping to see their successful son's arrival, Leaving a concept for us to think, Would it be possible for him To return their old love towards him back.
She was a blend of pure inosence and grace Finds joy even in the little things of life Has now lost herself in the gloomy nights of loneliness Lives in a separate misarable world of hers Just because she blindly trusted you Betrayal surrounds her wherever she goes. Would it be possible for you To return the lively girl back.