Whispers Of A Distant Goodbye Poem by Mohammad Farhan

14 years,
14 seconds,
my life twirls around in on its ends,
I grow and change with every second,
like a tadpole who only lives for a short while I reckon.

I see my long gone past and my uncertain future,
I realize why today's called the present,
I put my hands into the hands of my friends,
thinking about all the moments where we couldn't make the ends.

A tear of pain sheds from my eye,
my soul lets out a sigh,
the innocence of this boy is something long gone by.

I do not know what the future holds for me,
I do not know what the people want from me,
I think of myself to be a lonely garden mare,
burnt to dust by society's flare.

The void ahead seems dark,
deprived of the love and warmth I once had in the start,
I look in myself and see the warmth I collected for all these 14 years,
perhaps this warmth may let me get over these cold new fears.

My friends went away from me,
with them they took this little boy's heart,
a hole they left in the start,
the thought of being happy again is something I still cannot rip apart.