Parting Ways

I stood at the moth-hour
One summer eve...
Pondered, why these mellow colours
fades to grey...
Why ,steely webs of time
Acts a thief...
And all good things
are taken away..
Why life with us
Play hide and seek...
Perhaps u and me
Are just part of a game...
Thought seasons come and seasons go..
But love we share will never change..
Still partings ways are painful times
and tears might drape all our face...
But memories we hold,deep in our hearts
Will make us smile,till the grave......

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Kristan A. Mohammed]

These are wonderful words here. I really enjoyed reading this piece. This reflects how most people feels in this situation. So its very relatable. Good Job.