Last One
Oh dear, I am not coming back,
I remember that pendant on your neck,
Your thoughts like the car lifted by a jack,
I’m remembering them while sitting on the deck.
I don’t know where I truly lack,
But you can know, by looking back.
As I know you’re waiting for me,
But what can I do? I am not free.
Looks like you never tried to talk,
Clear your direction, then try to walk.
From my side, every path is blocked,
I am not coming, you should’ve knocked.
Because you know everything—what it's about,
I stay mum, never try to shout.
Even if you care, I have a doubt.
Make it clear before everything fades out.
Now I am going away in a bout,,
Maybe I will win, or maybe it’s my route.
After all, you know how feelings grow,
Some stones this world will surely throw.
We just try to avoid and go,
But I think there's something you should know—
Don’t ever try to stop your flow.
We all have grown in love,
Just like a tender little cub.
We sometimes try to fly like a dove,
But often find ourselves in a reckless tub,
Stuck in what feels like a viewing hub.
I just wanted to get you out of it,
This world is hard; it tries to hit.
Like a mindless person, don’t try to be idiotic to fit,
You need to understand this world a little bit.
Now it’s up to you—try to avoid it or get it?
There are some reasons I am not coming back,
Remember my words—it’s a secret hack.
Every time you have to fight when they try to attack,
These words are gone, but never let them lack.
Keep your head up, and straighten your back.
These are the words I wanted to share,
Now I’m breaking my crust and building my core layer.
I know you’re still waiting for me there,
But I’m not coming back—there’s a war to bear.
You don’t know, I’m on the losing side,
Some soldiers are prisoners, some barely survive.
I’m on a tank, just taking a ride,
Hunting enemies down while they run and hide.
They always attack from the coward’s side,
But I know I’m enough—enough from my side.
Copyright © Vikrant Sharma | Year Posted 2026
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