Farewell

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'A Thought On An Autumn Night' inspired poetries.

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Farewell

Let the poetry tell you a story.

Even in the distant starlight, I will live a love that sings.

The warmth of summer finally ends, new pages turn.

There was chill in the air-leaves left its branch, falling like it was never there.

The wind caresses my skin and the birds sing, magnificently so.

Not fair.

I was here on my own, losing my soul.

But the world in front of me still runs,

Beautifully.

They didn't care,

They never did.

In the end, you're in the sky,

And I have nothing but myself.

At night when remembering the things I miss, I will sing you a song.

I close my eyes and the only thing I see is you.

In every strain of music, only you.

The warmth on your smile,

The warmth of your eyes,

Oh, just if I could freeze this moment forever.

But, when I opened my eyes,

It's all black.

Again.

Even the starlight that embroidered the black night sky, follows the blowing wind.

Dazzling;

Little stars in the moonlight,

Sparkling, like your eyes.

You left me alone,

Lost

In your

Gleaming eyes.

My thoughts of missing you are getting stronger, on this beautiful night of October.

In this lonely night,

I think my mind is going to explode,

At the thought of missing you.

There's so many unspoken words,

So many unanswered questions.

Guess it will stays like that,

Until-the end of the day.

If I sing, will yesterday come back? There are so many days I missed.

They told me today is a present,

And tomorrow is a mystery.

But, there's something that I know-without you here,

Every 'tomorrow' is the same.

It's all black and rouge.

Shining in the distance, then fading away. You're like a little star.

Death is not something we should fear. Right?

Death will not be cheated, not even in the name of love.

Therefore, I will live the life you give me.

For you, my last.

Farewell-Farewell. Moving away.

There was much to adjust-new bonds to make.

I still don't know where to begin.

Moving with the wind,

maybe they can tell me where to go.

I'm sure, this isn't where the storyline ends.

I will see you again,

I will hug you again,

I will love you 'till eternity.

Sometimes, a story just doesn't have a happy ending.

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by: Jennifer Aurelia M.

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