The end of love

How can she says that love comes to an end?

How can she free herself of fear and hate?

No hate is in her heart

But when she sees harshness of leaves

And  fiery  temper  of breeze

When earth and rain don’t stop roaring

How hatred never flames in heart ?

Yeah , every thing comesa to an end

And end is not the final game

But a new beginning of life

That’s lonliness and sigh

That’s cry and hate

So keep away from the shine

Of untruthful love

That even sweetest wind

Will be harsh

And even the best life

Will be hard.