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Before I walked away,
I drank a can of beer to bid farewell.
Having thought that could make way,
To lessen the agony of a hell.

Never realizing I was wrong,
I stepped up in front of you with a pride.
And as said from each written love song,
To love is not a pain that can hide.

Oh dear, whisper this is a mistake.
Please hinder me to walk away.
Save this night for our love's sake.
Afraid i am, your word did not say.

Genuinely, the moon stared at us.
As my eyes began to mourn and tear.
You stared at me, not bothering to fuss.
Then it hits me, the reason why I'm here.

The love we created turned out as a mess so;
"Fine, let's stop this." I say
Stepped out and didn't looked back, I go
And so, that was the night when you let me walk away.
Today,
There were two peculiar things;
An innocent table,
And then there was you.

You and I have shared
A lot of things in history.
But today;
We only shared a table.

It was so keen;
That particular table.
It is keeping our distance short,
it huddles us together.

However,
It remains innocent.
That round white table
Isn't aware of yesterday.

With a meter away,
Your eyes;
Didn't even, for a second, met mine.
Were you terrified?

Tried hard,
But I still couldn't help it.
Trying hard not to,
No, don't do it.
No.
It's too late.
I looked at you.

Same old you,
Getting me weak on my knees.
Making my stomach;
Upside-down.

Nevertheless;
I was not to regret,
That I was on the table,
Where there was you.
you still make my heart thump
I found myself looking aimlessly
through the few things she left behind
just trinkets really
nothing of real value
My eye caught a glimpse
of something under her bed
way back in the dark corner
wrapped in dust bunnies...

oh never mind, that's just my heart
I am over you
that's what I keep telling myself
every day and every minute

But I can't help myself
from seeing you in every place
and every single small thing

That somehow reminds me of you
like the colour of the earth in your eyes
and the sound of life in your laugh

Every day and every minute
 Jan 2017 Rochelle R
Sam
Fortunes
 Jan 2017 Rochelle R
Sam
Is this the beginning?
To be quite honest,
I cannot tell.

This is what it felt like,
twice before,
but not the third.

I guess I'll have to wait,
and see how I react
to new things

Who knows,
maybe this means
*The fortune tellers were correct.
 Jan 2017 Rochelle R
Onoma
Salmon kiss
a river twice upon
its running cheeks,
over and again...
till turned upon,
as if hit by an avalanche
from a peek to be thrice
blessed.
Countercurrent,
concurrent
agon of salmon...
upon their side, still with ascent.
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