The Last Goodbye

Come what hurricane may,
I will love you
Till my dying day...
That's what the poet says.

And a poet is forged out of pain
A life full of despair;
'I hope you remember our happy times,
For me those were the moments of a lifetime.'

Love is the language of God
So they say;
Then why do men don't respect this holy script?
What kind of justice is this, I ask thee?

I feel like life has passed me by.
I'm breathing but my soul feels lost!
Goodbye my love...It's time I fly
To the unknown, undying lands afar!

I say Goodbye one last time!
Hope to see thee in the undying lands!
Hope is what keeps one alive
A ray of sunshine awaits the gloomy sky!