Bouquet of Memories..

Will this be the last time I see you, I know not

As I close my eyes stealing the last glance from you

To keep it safe away in my heart eternally

Those flowers will fade away with time

But no gift would be more precious than that bouquet of flowers-

Having already found its way in my memoir ceaselessly

Partings will always be painful though I may never say one to you

As I walk along my memory lane hoping-

To be caught again by your grin somewhere, sometime beyond time

I will never know what was going in her mind, while walking the altar, but her eyes told a thousand words

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Unfinished Book..!

I read your book yesterday, the one I thought would be a great one, only to find it unfinished. The title amazed me, the characters I was familiar with, there were emotions and pain, setbacks and hard work, but did I miss the ending?

You could have written the love and friendship, the success you had n the titles you gained!

I thought I could predict it, but you left it the way you left, just like that and I was wondering was it meant to be a happy ending or you always knew that it will end it this way..
Its been a month since you left, I thought I could finish it, I was so wrong, how could I write your life?

I have my book here unfinished; leaving me wondered who’s going to finish it?
Words have stopped coming long back; I was just waiting for the sign. May this is the last..!

Do we always get the chance to say Good-bye?