Our Final Destination Poem by Zahidul Haque

Now I love my solitude even far more
Because all your presence now make me bore,
But once it was better to be surrounded by you
Which seems now nothing but a wastage view.
Perhaps now our thoughts are so departed
That after all attempts we can't be still connected.

So all we have to come to a conclusion,
After a long agreement of some boring discussion
That nothing is there in the very next
Than one more fight to prove your self the best.
Because it is thy nature, a nature innate,
Then why to gasp and make the lament
Of losing someone when destination is set.