Whispers of Departure
A Melancholic Ode to The Final Call
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In the hush of twilight's gentle fall,
Whispers linger, hearts enthrall,
A tale of love, a bittersweet thrall,
Echoes of sorrow in The Final Call.
Two souls intertwined, destined to part,
Tears like raindrops, aching hearts,
Fate's cruel hand, tearing apart,
In the silence of goodbye, a poignant art.
At the train station, under starlit skies,
Love's last embrace, silent goodbyes,
Promises broken, as the train sighs,
The Final Call, where love dies.
Memories linger, like shadows in the night,
A love once fierce, now takes flight,
In the echoes of sorrow, a haunting sight,
The Final Call, a heart's last plight.
As the train departs, a soulful wail,
Lost in the echoes of a lover's tale,
In the depths of despair, love's frail,
The Final Call, a melancholy trail.
So let the tears fall, let the heart weep,
In the silence of loss, love's secrets keep,
For in The Final Call, emotions deep,
A love eternal, forever to sleep.
About the Creator
Ian Sankan
I am a writer with proven writing ability in various fields. I consider writing a passionate career and a platform through which I extend my intellectual ability.
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Comments (1)
Sad, but somehow beautiful. My fave line "In the silence of goodbye, a poignant art."