Of Comings and Goings

This coming of yours
feels so new, yet so old
as if the going never happened
and the coming was actually
just a part of staying

this coming
so contenting, yet so empty
feels like some season to me
which arrives afresh every year
but has nothing novel to offer
except for the hopes of new beginnings

this coming
so gratifying, yet so ruthless
has got a going attached to it
like the mornings which bring in the light
and leave soon with the coming of dusk
giving way to the dark and dreary nights

this coming
so blissful, yet so despairing
sounds like a familiar melody hummed before
with akin tune and similar notes
and I know this initial cheery music
would soon turn into a somber song

I have seen these comings before
and have also evident the goings
and I wonder if the story repeats itself
would we ever come back to feel sorry
for while these comings are indeed soothing
and can even heal the oldest soares
the goings are often brutal and crude
which only leave behind wounds and woes.

-Chhaya