The Farewell To Love Poem by Abhay Mishra

That street stood silent,
Lonely and dead,
Lamps flickered,
In dreary-night's bed.

Like drunkened, unbalanced,
Stumbling on way,
Lifeless and grave,
Not a word to say.

Roaring and crying,
Accompanying the gale,
Meandering and lingering
Alone to bewail.

The sky was mourning,
And hopes too cold,
Something not heard
What the hour told.

Devoid of radiance,
The mawkish smile,
Driving in gloom,
For another mile.

Giving a cold shoulder
The breathe was found.
And the heart of a stone.
Carried the ground.

Sobbing and whishpering
In fancy's realm,
Attending and singing
The dirge of damn

Someone did meddle
Into my smouldering solitude,
Fired a thousand questions
It was really rude.

Running back into the things,
Was salting the lesion,
Enkindling the fire,
For an unhealthy reason.

Walked in paradise,
Showing me hell,
For so easily she bid,
Love's farewell.

That hour so painful,
And silence all around,
With tears as buddy,
Home-ward bound.

We parted away,
In pains and tears
Half-broken hearts,
To sever years.

Lips laid frozen,
Dew on the brows,
Cheeks so cold,
Passionless: top-to-toes.

From the break of the dawn,
For a long trustworthy,
Now the same face
Shys away from me.

No reason seen ere
To perform so wise,
Relations now end
In a sudden demise.

I was but there,
With flowers to greet,
To lament is all left,
As she did not meet.

So easily she said,
Let's kiss and part,
Pack up and no more,
You abode in my heart.

Thousand times I asked,
But she laid doggo,
Lips lay frozen
With dew on the brows.

No friendship, No love,
No promise, no vow,
Betrayed and denied,
Prepared to go.

Traced back the path,
My eyes quite far,
There was but silence,
Only pains and scar.

Had she hailed!
I could get their straight,
Though passion lies speechless,
Forever I'll wait.

Now love's last breath,
And love 's last gasp
And its now all final,
We'll never clasp.

With the farewell of love,
Innocence closes eyes,
Faith kneeling down,
In the open skies.