The Fragile Umbrella

By Abhipreet Rao

Love of ours was an umbrella, Mine stronger,

Yours fragile.

Still the story start and compiles.

You got shade,

I got heat and sunlight.

You got shed,

I got rain and moist.

You used umbrella at the days, I used to care of it at nights.

You used the umbrella in storm, I used to clean and dry.

You treated it as a play, I treated it as my life.

Anytime You broke, Everytime I Aid.

Anytime I Broke, Everytime I hide.

Everything apart I think, We lived fairly our parts.

But after a very heavy thunderstorm, Our umbrella couldn't survived,

It died.

By Abhipreet Rao