<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=552219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Farewell Is Yet To Come</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wonder how that day will be-<br>When destiny will separate them and me.<br>Remember I will, the sound of the ringing bell, <br>Even after the day of my farewell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is this how the story will end-<br>even when we don't intend? <br>To my friends, how will I tell? <br>Closer are the days, to my farewell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But it is no point to further talk; <br>For time will run out of clock; <br>Forget, I wouldn't this sight and smell, <br>Even after the day of my farewell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm ready to go down on my knees; <br>But destiny goes again, as it will please.<br>But to my friends, I will wish them well; <br>Even after the day of my farewell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All this time I sit and sigh; <br>I sometimes go numb and begin to cry.<br>Remain in my heart forever, I foretell.<br>Before, on and after my farewell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will all our promises go in vain? <br>Are we ever going to meet again? <br>I wouldn't have anything to say or sell; <br>On that day of my farewell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That day, this chapter of life will forever close, <br>This is what destiny chose, <br>This turn of life didn't go so well, <br>Since it had been the day of my farewell...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Shruti+Kumar">Shruti Kumar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=552219" data-title="Farewell Is Yet To Come de Shruti Kumar" data-description="I wonder how that day will be- When destiny will separate them and me. Remember I will, the sound of the ringing bell, Even after the day of my farewell. Is this how the story will end- even when we don't intend? To my friends, how will I tell?..."></div> </div> </div>

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