We fought,We fought
We fought,We fought,We fought. Thus endeavoured best to serve triumph for our thought. In between , We missed the beautiful morning sun. The red yellowish horizon. The night of beautiful stars. Even the big beautiful moon . In end we created a long lasting drought. During our time We fought again fought. Later we regretted too savour the wine At last, We fought,We fought For the trivial knots. Then that again messed up our life's beautiful upcoming snap shots.