Rose petals bestowed with love,
In the end, it’s you and her.
She is heavenly beauty, you are unfinished work,
She’ll leave you for someone better.
I worry a day you’ll worship her like a deity,
A woman with charm will enchant.
Let her go before the sunset,
As her shine would someday melt.
The ice that I froze for years,
A warrior that everybody would fear.
Amara is grace you are the ocean Nadish,
Grace in the ocean will be severe for us.
His mother advised him to cut and run.