For all that you deem is fit my lord. The life mismanaged, all broken chord, But all you deem, is fit my lord. Fought till eternity, without a sword, For all you deem is fit my lord. Deep in grief, life out of ord, But all you deem is fit my lord. Now leaving for heavenly abode, As all you deem is fit my lord. The last breath there, and i say my god, my god, For all you deem is fit my lord. Rahul_Binit.
Posted on: Sat, 15 Jun 2013 17:19:20 +0000