adios
like an iron tear on a windowpane
stuck, silent, spent in vain
like a swirling sea to a paper boat
cruel, casual to drown or float
like foetal sigh yet to be born
imagined, conceived, long forgone
like a dream drawn on gossamer sheets
crinkled, creased, crushed in defeat
like a promise quivering on a tongue
unsaid, unheard, very unsung
like prayer awaiting a stone god
futile, foolish, very flawed
like hope falling in first love again
tragic, suicidal, sweetly insane
like metaphors, similes or clever word plays
like a million repeat attempts to say
but no matter how hard I ever try
I’ll never be able to bid goodbye.
ram cobain
3 comments:
perhaps because you still hope?
ahhahahaha! undoubtedly! hopefully, every goodbye precedes a hi :-)
hi ram - its emma you made some comments on my blog sonority. in answer to your question about who the poem was about. half about someone called farouk and half about someone i didnt meet yet!!!
where are you living? i will now go and have a look at all your poems.
take care
emma
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