I am dying
with each passing second
I have been breathing you in
and breathing you out
you have just left me
and I am out of breath
the decay is visible
the freckles of my eyes
see misty dew on the banyan tree
underneath which I held you close
while it rained
today, sun didn’t shine
out on the cliff, someone fell
into the subtle super-consciousness
I hold on to that known myth
I will inherit another planet
after I die
where will you be taken, I am not sure
I am dying
and all the shades of my past
are passing me by
the leaves are leaving the trees
spring is yet to come
I see your smile in a flash
Can i really be apart from you?
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