Fade Away

A day will come. When, My silence will speak, More than a woodpecker's peck. My smile won't last, As my heart goes blast, My soul will die, Having no one to cry. My memories won't matter, In the world so shattered. My poems won't be seen, For some eyes so keen. No one will have to tolerate me more, As I'll turn ashes beside a sea's shore. My name won't last, Lost in the book of your past. Only regret: My eyes won't see, Someone's beauty to be. Still: My love will live, B'cause much in return I have to give. The day is on it's way, As someday I'll FADE AWAY. --Harsh Mistry