Treasure Island

Thomas Viruvelil

(17.05.71 / Cochin, Kerala state, India)

Last day of you in my life


When the last day was coming closer
You were more worried than me.
You kept on telling me
I will be going
I will be going.
I kept on telling me
How can she go?
She is in my heart
It has only walls and no doors.

If death were parting you from me
I would have fealt better
Because you are never going to be
with any body else.

You will go away from me
and will start telling you
Past is past
forget the bloody past.

When you wanted to see me
for the last time.
I could not stand the last time
So, only I knew
that the time before last
was really the last.
So, I kept looking at your
moving figure
till it was no longer
possible to see.

Submitted: Sunday, September 03, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, August 31, 2010
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