Whispering Little Goodbyes Poem by Sandhya Suri

Whispering little goodbyes
to what could have been,
a touch here,
now forever gone,
all destroyed,
despair winning every
single move
while
love hides furtively
behind the idiosyncrasies
of false pretences
of contentment and fulfilment…

Whispering little goodbyes
while the rain pours,
salty rivers of what
comes forth as a broken dream
of grief and sorrow.
Why does anyone
need to want
so much out of dreams?

Whispering little goodbyes,
the hugs and kisses
no longer remain,
upset over life’s intense relationships
and the eventual loss of faith.

Lost.

Copyright Sandy@2010