Adieu!

See the sky

shining blue

color of trust

in a game of thrust.

 

Gaze at the sun

shining bright

color of light

in a game of must.

 

Wonder and wander

at the supremacy;

people come

and go

in a game of life.

 

Stop and stare

at the beauty once;

people come

and go

in a game of love.

 

What should come

before and after

in the calculation

is nothing

in a game of numbers.

 

This is how

“he whispered a fond

adieu.”

The soul!!!

 

©Bhavya Prabhakar

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