BYE...

In early morning hours,
When sunlight has not yet won over dark,
Gazing at those millions of fading stars,
I feel you standing next to me though so far.

Dry leaves all rustling alike,
Few of them still green and some of them already dried,
Are they crying out to become free,
OR dancing to be part of this big tree.

Deeply engrossed in my fake real thoughts,
Condition as if standing in a sinking ship's dock,
Every moment feels as if its taking away my soul,
Body's unable to fight and shatters amidst beauty so cold.

Life just enough as visible in half closed eyes,
Movements of heart trying hard to keep me alive,
Any moment I'll be one of those millions fading stars,
BYE and TC would be my prayer from the world so far.

~Prankur

30th April, 2012