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The Last Time

Noted Nest

By Sakshi J Shinde



When I write for the last time

Will at least then I’ll write about my family

Spend my last words on those who are closest

And through those words, give them immortality 


When I write for the last time

Will I write about the pet I never had 

How after returning to my shelter 

The absence of a cat made me sad


When I write for the last time

Will I be able to confine her in a single song

This girl who always stood by my side

The reason why I’ve lived for this long 


When I write for the last time

Will I waste my lyrics on you again 

Will it be you I pray for the last time 

Will I hope for you to read it, all in vain


When I write for the last time 

Will I write on jealousy 

Complain about the same old things 

How I was not happy to be me 


Will I reveal my deepest insecurities 

Not think about how someone will make fun of them

Maybe I’ll tell how hard I tried to fit in

And how crowds always made me feel overwhelmed


When I write for the last time 

Will I have found out the reason why

The only people who love me

Are the ones from my bloodline 


When I write for the last time 

Will I be able to express

The blue so beautiful 

In the depths of hopelessness


When I write for the last time 

Will I still be defending my despair

Will happiness still be

A concept unaware


When I write for the last time 

Will I have set myself free 

From my own hatred 

My poems being the only thing I can call mine 

Will I have something good to say about me 

Or will it be the things I’ve already said


When I write for the last time 

Will I tell you how I broke down in the middle of the night

Trying not to make a sound 

And I was losing that fight


Maybe I will have forgiven my younger self, who was never at a mistake 

Did you know how much guts it took for me to write that 

No, I couldn’t make it more poetic

It’s just a simple fact


But when I write for the last time 

I’ll be the closest to death

And I’ll only have one regret 

That I could never write what was going through my head

As I took my last breath



By Sakshi J Shinde



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Radha Gadakh
Radha Gadakh
Nov 11, 2024

Omg you need to publish this like asap🤌🏻🤌🏻

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