The Last Meeting Poem by Muhammad Umair

There was something strange
About that last meeting.
Everyone knew they'd change,
Yet the songs of eternity did they sing.
Glances held a queer meloncholy;
Hugs, kisses were exchanged sadly.

Wishing each other the best for the future,
Sad selfies and crying photos were taken.
Even tears trembled to behold the departure;
'Would stay forever' was then to be forsaken.
The last meeting kept everyone closer,
As if they knew that it was over.