Initial Months(The Resistance) Poem by sarwesh tiwari

That longing must end
what future we have
That craving must go
before we take grief to grave.

Faces enough i have seen
here dealing is with souls,
Are you the one who have come
to push me towards goals?

Praying before god to suppress the feeling
or else i will become mad
since i know the meeting is transitory
hence putting a brave face.

Not all are made to meet
maybe they come as a beautiful signpost
to make us realize ourself
or is it planned at heavenly abode?