Farewell

Farewell short poem

Nothing more to do or see

I’ve seen it all

The sudden rise

The tragic fall…

A better life

Supposedly awaits.

Why not end this then?

An honorable goodbye

Rather than a bland farewell.

Let’s celebrate one last time

Bring in the entertainment

The clowns and the whores,

And the band to play a moving song.

But promise me you won’t cry.

Promise me you’ll leave,

When it’s time.

And not linger on to show

That you were mine.

And whenever you find

a touch as delicate, as tender,

you will think of me

and remember.

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Shaurya Singh

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Shaurya Singh refuses to call himself a poet, an artist, playwright, or a filmmaker although he writes poetry, paints, writes and directs plays and also makes short films. His work also includes working closely with and coaching people who want to take charge of their lives and create the life that they desire. His vision, he says is the creation of a community of people who will passionately build an alternative lifestyle based on emerging new-age principles. He is the co-founder of Saarthak Productions, a theatre group based in Bangalore. Some of his poetry and paintings are featured on the blog A Formless Formation.
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Nice farewell party. But with the clowns and the whores, it’s more of a stag party. Just kidding. I like the poem. and the party.

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