Withered roses rushed up on shore ,
petals in tact but a sickly brown.
Three unknown but one of yours
makes me cringe and turn around .

Saying goodbye
To someone you love
Is like reading the final page
Of an amazing book.

As the last chapter ends
You begin to notice
Just how beautiful
And perfect
The plot always was.  

You appreciate the joy
And even the pain
As you read and thumb
Through every page.

Finally understanding
The moral of the story,
You realize you've reached
The end of this journey.

Although the last sentence  
Is the most difficult to read
Another great book awaits
Once you turn the final page.

Eventually you may stumble
Upon yet another great find.
Or maybe you'll return
To the book you left behind.

You may just discover
Once all is said and done
That this particular book  
Was your favorite story
All along.

My Pillow gazes upon me at night
Empty as a gravestone;
I never thought it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Not to lie down asleep in your hair.

I lie alone in a silent house,
The hanging lamp darkened,
And gently stretch out my hands
To gather in yours,
And softly press my warm mouth
Toward you, and kiss myself, exhausted and weak-
Then suddenly I'm awake
And all around me the cold night grows still.
The star in the window shines clearly-
Where is your blond hair,
Where your sweet mouth?

Now I drink pain in every delight
And poison in every wine;
I never knew it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Alone, without you.

Today is a new day,
when i can pack my bag and set off away,
excavating new things and height more than the last day,
forgetting all about those days,
where i will pass by new lanes,
where there were neither planes nor plains,
its all because of this day,
where i can enjoy and play,
forgetting all about the summer and pains.
but then its still going to be a painful day,
where i need to work hard,
maybe much more than the last day,
to achieve all the achievements and ****** them away,
from where they stay,
attach my wings and fly away to a new place'
its finally a new day,
i hope to find a path way,
with new wishes a sight like ray,
and result will always pay,
because its a new day.
                                                vishvi aurora