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Please meet me again

This is part two between tutor and taught,

If the first you haven’t read,

This one too you ought not.

Well coming back to the structured style,

Some day you will create history,

But to you as much as to Majjic,

I alone will remain a solid mystery.

Some day when times gone by,

Much water down Mississippi has flown,

You’d realise that from Philippines to California,

You have come a long way, all alone,

Then you will please see,

Some where down memory lane,

A once lovely face,

With plenty of honey to trace

Then you’ll be really aged

Your eyes gone weak,

Will you still continue to me seek?

But down memory lane,

Some where in the corner of your eye,

There will be an image of me,

As towards the Nobel judges you advance,

It’s not them then,

But at me alone you’ll glance.

Down memory lane how,

Can one say?

Where you and where I shall be,

But my dearest friend,

Do please do,

As much as I know you,

You will never, ever, forget me.

Of this I’m sure,

As ever before,

Down memory lane,

You will create,

I shall then have

Some one shall me cremate.

Down memory lane,

‘Twill be a dark remembrance,

But as fresh when you were young,

Then you too will be old,

But devoid of Lovely, what of gold