Departures...
Once born were the dreams in my eyes,

being a baby I found the world's perfect shine
Illusions, far from reality they were,
Or I only was somewhat blind.
With the little things I lose,
A part of my heart breaks with every bad news.

Slowly I was accepting the unchangeable things in life,
With no complaints it became a rule to sigh.

The good byes, once seemed as a promise for new forthcoming ventures,
now became a fearful disdain
For everything departed from my life
With voids and gaps left me incomplete.

The departures of those carefree childhood times,
The departures of my pampering games,
Growing up with time and so does the trails of life.
The departure of the scent of roses,

The departure of the lovely smiles.

For how loud its inside I yell--''Am not fine!'',

I have learnt to camouflage to show vibrant smiles.

The departures of my ways to share,
The departures to my memories so dear,
The departures of my friends and foes,

...With the arrivals of my fake smiling semblance around