I ain’t a poet,
I ain’t a writer,
I am just someone
who’s gonna lose something soon.
Who knew, eventually,
colors would change over years,
who knew, bidding bye
would bring tears.
Who knew,
a thousand days,
a million smiles,
hundreds of moments,
would turn to memories.
But someone will soon be away from my sight,
and I tell myself, “Dhwani, you’ll be alright”.
It’s weird, how we meet people,
within a matter of shared laughter,
how we get so connected,
and turn to friends from stranger.
This is how I met someone,
not knowing what was the connection,
what was that link,
what was it, that connected us,
what was that common thing,
might not even be same for him
but when there is parting.
why the inner me cried,
while I said, “Dhwani, you’ll be alright”.
Each day we write a new page of life,
I wish, this was just the first line,
‘cuz there were pages yet to write,
some chapters should never end,
but it’s essential, for new stories to begin.
Why couldn’t I forget things,
even when I tried,
and then again to myself I lied,
“Dhwani, you’ll be alright”.
Three years have come and gone,
this is life, and we move on,
leaving trails of memories, as time flies by,
and now it’s time to say ‘Goodbye’.
I wonder, how trees kiss farewell,
every time a leaf falls!
How people say goodbye,
and still stand tall!
How the glacier allows a part of it to go,
as it turns into river and never stops to flow.
Well! It’s hard to say ‘goodbye’,
is all I know!
Leaving behind a beautiful past,
telling me that things don’t last.
Sometimes always is not forever,
maybe this is the last time we meet
and this day might come again never!
I might never see you again,
but only hear your voice.
I can’t even stop you now,
cuz u’ve already made your choice.
I need to let loose,
there’s no use holding on too tight,
the distance between the two cities
is just too wide.
This time will not even stand still,
and nothing will happen as per my will.
I feel, I met you just yesterday,
and now it’s time for you to move away.
I hope we stand the test of time,
and stay in touch for rest of life.
I’ll bid you bye, with a fake smile,
cuz the distance would be not just a mile.
All the memories, forever I’ll treasure,
memories, I cherish, no one can measure.
Ten years later, when I’ll walk down that way,
where we were together,
we were happy and gay,
there on those silent roads,
I’ll see our memories,
forming silhouettes of yesterday,
and then with a blink of an eye,
everything will again fade away.
Decades later, if we happen to meet then,
I hope, things are the same,
nothing has changed even then.
apart from the fact
that we would have grown old,
with wrinkles on our face,
and new chapters of life that will unfold.
At the end, there is so much to say,
When you’ll leave this place and go far away,
But ‘see you soon’ is all I would say,
rest I’ll keep for another happy day!

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