Flaunting the love, after demising is far from a relief,
When he is gone and her emotional clock stuck at grief.
The trudging essence dwindles above the flames and sears,
The conflagration can't be put off with her stuffed tears.
His lost, last letter she hit upon, that divulges his goodbye.
Perceiving, she writhes as if the the words has jabbed her eye.
Inscribing every inch of the letter in her heart,
She treasured his unconditional love, always to be her part.