Goodbye...

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Why do I feel...
Am gonna miss You much?
May be am in trance...
With your words.
Some shinning stars in eyes...
Across the windows.
I see you...
In my own shadows.
The bleak, the sleek;
The incomplete.
Thoughts often ride...
Never on seats.
Take my word...
I'll surely miss you.
May be you won't ever know...
And I won't ever show...
Don't take my name...
Like that...In one breath.
I'll lose my every breath...
Each passing moment.
Trembles my heart...
Whenever your thoughts sweep.
Deep into my mind...
My thoughts weep.
Close by,
Another voice echoes...
Don't forget...there's someone,
Waiting in meadows.
Hold my hand...
Just before I lie.
May be my dreams would sigh...
When I die.
Turned upside down...
My world ruins every time.
Whenever...
You wave me that...

Goodbye.
                                                                    
                                  (c)Ravinder Kaur
                                       13-09-2016
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