AN (27-03-1985 / MUMBAI)

Goodbyes...

These are hard words to say, these goodbyes,
for they only bring tears to the eyes...
They evoke a picture, of lush green, a smile they bring,
And of a tomorrow unknown, no longer seen, no longer spring...
Hath but in thy hands, other words to speak, To elucidate thine sorrow, yet lesser bleak...
A future, where our hands are no longer clasped together, All alive but in memories, that we spent in fine weather...
Call it lady luck, cruel fate, or just destiny
For there must come a day, when we must part ways,
And choose our own path, to life, to harmony,
For there must come a day, when we choose what stays...
Though rivulets may flow, through eyes, unbidden
It doth remind us of some love, still hidden
We all die a little, inside us, somewhere,
These wounds never heal, but we pretend not to care...

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