by Arti Honrao
Time flew past us,
We stood staring at each other
Breathing each moment as if it was our last...
True, it was the last, the kind that we shared,
Things would be different now on
As we stand facing each other,
Instead of next to one another...
You will walk past me, into the 'was'
And, I, will walk towards the 'to be'
We stand there, still -
On the bridge that connects the past & the future
I see you vanish, right in front of my eyes -
To be a part of my past, forever.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Arti Honrao has a passion for different genres of writing - poems, short stories, quotes and sensible articles. Most of her writing depicts human feelings and emotions, which she tries to bring out onto the page and into the minds of the reader. She believes that the essence of writing lies in not only entertaining the reader, but speaking to them through her words.
Last updated October 07, 2011