The Bye Bye Girl

She left
Leaving Blues behind of Dutt,
Leaving words of writers lost,
Leaving the fragrance of the days;
Taking a few drops of a life away.

She left
For the clouds without questions-
A place where knots untie themselves,
Where friendships are free of promises,
Where no one writes for her to do & say.

She left
With a hope that they become better
They are where she seldom featured;
So she took out her telescope on the Moon
Only to find that she was gone too soon.