The ups and the downs
The hills and the rains
The streams and the tears
Flows you always in,
Making my life complete,
Though,
The satisfaction ceases,
The drops they dry,
Flows in your every cry,
The distraction you have,
The incompleteness you bear,
I know, every moments you roar,
However,
My bearing to you,
My caring to you,
Loving you,
Remain incomplete,
Forgive me not my dear
For
I could not complete you.
-Krishna
