by Abbas A
I loved the cbaos you gave to my life,
This hurricane of smashed citrus fruits and startling hormones,
I now come to notice how much I will miss it, now that you are gone, under someone
else´s arm
You asked me to write you a poem, well here it I, and I know, It isn’t what you would quite expect.
Read my confusion into syllables and words, notice my heartbeat by the commas,
no-tice, how-much, i-will, miss-you.
Before you put on your shoes and leave completely, make sure to step into the wet cement inside my garden
Leave some footprints to remind me of you,
And know that you are going because I love you.
And because this love forced me to become someone completely altered and uncanny
I could never have you, I could never have you.
Now, you open up this broad way in front of me, as you depart,
Of the future, a tall black door
Waiting to consume me.
And the door further down behind my back, eating you alive,
A greedy thing we call the past.
I’ve known you for so long, that I thought we would stay like this forever,
But time took over and started all around us
Annihilated the trustful and unguarded feeling
And the naivety behind it, when I forgot
That time was running and I was standing, but you as time, were always moving, forth and farther away from me,
Leaving nothing but the poignant taste of a wistful story not written ´till the end.
© Abbas A 2023-07-27