The heartbeats are silent.
Now they don’t speak.
As they once did.
And I feel mine’ll stop dead.
I fear this might be the final farewell.
I see through your eyes
Those conquests of the past,
Those laughters shared,
Those tears we once shed
I fear this might be the final farewell.
We stand still as a world comes to end.
And the world stands still as you nod your head.
I feel like dying, as the distance grows.
Too dead to say, “I love your nose.”
I fear this might be the final farewell.
But now, words don’t have significance.
And neither do any gestures.
I’ve lost all meaningfulness,
And so has your existence.
I fear this might be the final farewell.
Your eyes are giving away your secrets.
Contain them; your tears, your murmurs.
Keep your affection safe in your eyes
And keep me in your heart, forever by your side.
I fear this might be the final farewell.
Let me sink into your eyes
Let me drown in your smile
Let me feel your words
Let me stay right here
I fear this might be the final farewell.
Just give me a sign, a whistle.
Tell me your worries.
I swear I’ll be there to listen
Once more, I will be there to fix em.
I fear this might be the final farewell.
I know I’ll miss the way you talked,
I’ll miss those jokes that we laughed on.
I guess mostly, I’ll miss today.
But, I need courage, “goodbye!”, to say.
I fear this might be the final farewell.
Poem by Sarmed Wasim For Beyond Sanity Publishing