Farewell

Separation lingers on mind
Like a wounded scar
Time which bound us so long
Now depart us forever.
"Will meet again "is just a belief
For life sometimes separate us
As though,
We have to live in two worlds.

In small circles we live
Where we hold them
As friends or even more
And share hope and desires.
But wicked time demands
To leave in circle
And we leave holding some
And again make circles all around.
This goes on ever and in mean time
We realise separation is also a part
We have to face at times in long run.