Before My words loose their sheen
My hands shiver and tremble,
The ink chokes my pen or
the blood in my veins chokes the heart,
Let me scribble for the last time.
The other day,
when i looked into your eyes,
they didn't say anything,
i waited for answers,
yes for old times sake i waited.
I waited for the right words,
buti guess I've forgotten their jargon or
probably you didn't teach me well.
They didn't twirl or glance at me.
Still, lifeless they were, as if
they don't recognize me anymore.
Listen,My words feed on you.
when you raise hands they dance,
They chuckle when you smile and
Your eyes give them enlightenment.
Today i have no rhyme, its all raw.
Without you it seems
the symphony is just not there.
Time has come,though it waited for long.
It was just that i wasn't strong.
I just wanna sway away with you
on these words, across these feelings
far beyond where time stands still.
I wish life had been a fairy tale
so,i could offer it all my dreams.
or i wish life had been a prose
butit turned out to be a withered rose.
I remember,
once you said, "Poets are miserable."
yes, without you I am.
for i am too ordinary without you,
its you who manifest all my creations,
disguise in my vocabulary
and run through my rhymes.
Yes,you never failed me as a Poem.
But I won't diminish, i won't die.
till you shine in my stanzas,
dazzlein my dreams
and pop up in my puns.
I Won't die, this poet won't die.
I will rise like phoenix with wings of hope and fly.
As we part, I wish i could give you more
as you have given me.something precious,
but what could be more precious to me than you?
so, i kneel down and offer you all i have got,
a handful of words and countless emotions.
as a parting gift,i dedicate to you MY LAST POEM.
