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Good Byes

The silences that fall over oceans
Once the Ships that set sail
Reach their shores.

The darkness that fall over walls
And curtains of a theatre
Once the play is done.

The feeling of that full stop
Which placed right at the end foretells
The End.

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  1. Gazal BharadwajApril 29, 2015 at 3:48 AM

    May be the ocean, the walls, the curtains... still hold on. After all, once their world had it all. Now all they have are memories.

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