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of goodbyes

the promised beginning,
arrived and left too soon.
in the end, we see familiar faces
at seashores of destiny

we said goodbye once
and never repeated it
for we always will arrive
at their destinations



Nachi said…
the path into our wild hearts lies along a slithering slope. for each step forward, we slide two back. but somehow this path connects the beginning to an end.

what end? i know not.

...stick around for the journey brah; you'll reach the destination eventually.

Jeevan said…
sometime its good byes.
venus66 said…
Tomorrow is another day.
It may be a new day a new beginning.
dreamscapes said…
some words are too good to understand.. nice
ashok said…
good one...

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when we sit admiring
the cool breeze and wandering droplets
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from afar, of you and me