Someone has gone afar, why do you cry,
'He's happy', 'you are glad', why do you lie?
If he hadn't moved first, you would've said bye,
Now that he's gone, why do you miss him, and sigh.
Its OK to feel sad, when a part of you departs,
He has chosen something else, be it science or arts.
What started as an interest, you fanned by giving hearts,
Now it consumes him full-time, not in fits and starts.
Distance you could make peace with, you become close when not near,
How can you bear the thought, that he doesn't have time for you, my dear.
The path on which you nudged him, will take him far, is what you fear,
He'll become a blur in space-time, as he gets lost in studies and a career.
Are the golden days over, is it downhill from now?
Separation completed, you're on your own, and how!
No comments:
Post a Comment