September 3, 2009

fate.

It seems or so people say,
the moment we are born
our fate is already etched
on to our foreheads.

how i wish mine was a different one,
i could then do all that i wanted,
the way i want to, carefree
and not bound by any restrictions.

how i wish you could stay with me,
spend our time together without a care
not worrying when you will be taken away
and hidden from us all;

moment when you left, still visible
in my eyes, those sweet, laughter filled
eyes turning into ravaging floods
once the realization set in;

unable to stop you, unable to do much
beyond waving goodbye,
standing amidst a sea of gloom
we bid you farewell, hoping the next time
is much longer than this time.