I don’t think it is enough
It is never enough to say goodbye
I have seen the stones turn red
In a moonlight blessed with some
mysterious martian bliss.

No it is not enough…
Goodbyes are never enough
They are always too soon…
Way too soon and we are left wondering
Why did they leave….
Why did they leave so soon !

In misery and in sorrow I have seen it come
It slowly treads through my sleep
Not in my dreams, but with me, in my bed
a bit creepy, but honestly so…
It stays there waiting for me to wake up.
Every single day. It is there…
Waiting for me…

What is it.. I wonder..
Is it what they call death…
Or is it what they call life…
Or is it that unattainable life after death
they promise and abscond….
I don’t know but it does exists.
And it is never enough….
Just like Goodbyes… it is never enough!

-Vinod-