Fare-Thee-Well My Dear Poem by Ayesha Shahid

I hear the winds blow leaves by
They strike and tease my skin
The pain in my heart growing more
The struggling leaves come in

The clouds I see, the horizon above
The drizzling sound I hear
The breath of rain overcoming me
Our relationship I deared

But it's over now, I dropped the rose
To my inner self I've slammed the door
A harder crowbrar, thou art use
Thy flattery won't do anymore

I glance at the flash of lightening
But now I must not fear
I surrender and leave my heart with you
As I say fare-thee-well my dear