Memoirs...

This was the poem I wrote during the farewell.. Old is Gold?
I dedicated it to my feelings and emotions which I felt at that moment. So here it goes....

Feels like the last ever drop of campaign,
Don't know why but this heart still thrives to move on..

Feels like the glorious days are coming to an end,
But this mind still thinks of another possibility..

Everything seems empty, everything seems dark,
But Don't know why I still feel there's light out that the other end..

This funny and weird feeling of losing something but still having it..
This awkward moment of feeling lonely in a crowd..

Maybe this is how it feels when you know it's over but still want it to go on....

I reread it today and I feel there is nothing purer than a poem written right from the heart :)