A Parting

I was once again― 
angry with me, for 
cheating the smile and 
wading into violence of tears. 

It was hard on me. 
You will not find any remains 
of my departure. 

Like a cuckoo 
breaking its flights in mid air 
and falling from the sky. 

It was not that simple― 
to embrace the solitude. I 
was your dream and I was 
your pain. 

A pithy moon― 
in all-out night, smothering 
the wet lips. I want 
no more affairs. 

A ripened age wants only 
a handshake to finalize an exit.