Dark Side of the Moon – Navika Dasani

When
Wildflowers wilt,
And
Birdsong turns into a lone caw
And 
Lush grass turns yellow;
That’s when
We’ll go. 

When 
The iron fence starts to rust
And 
Wooden deck chairs decay
And
Wind chimes fall apart;

When 
Music we love becomes outdated
And
Books we read go out of print
And
Things we treasure seem worthless;

When 
Skin around our mouths wrinkles
And
Our bodies don’t work the same
And 
Every breath is a countdown;
That’s when
We go and 
Our life begins.

About Navika Dasani

Navika Dasani has been writing poems officially since the sixth grade, but her writing journey started from the moment she was born. When she is not busy writing, you will find her singing, reading, fencing, studying, or cooking; but she’s always telling stories.

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