If you had told me

If you had told me you'd leave

I would have collected

Every tear drop that you had shed in front of me

Every tear drop that I had shed alone

I would mix them all in a pensieve…

All the tears that belonged to you and me!

 

If you had told me you’d leave

I’d have dropped some dye in the pensieve

And written poems to you with that ink

To remind you of the times we shared,

About the stories of the tears we cried

Of pain and joy and laughter and fear

 

If you had told me you’d leave

I’d have sketched some drawings with that ink

If I know you wouldn’t care a single bit

About the poems and the sketches

Then I’d have put the tears in the sun

And let them dry till the cease to be…

 

If you had just told me you’d leave...

Reviews

[Blue]

I am truly amazed at how you wonderfully strung the words together. Simple yet it tugs the heart. I admire the last stanza the most. Well done, Chan.

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Thank you Arzel!

[Pryde Foltz]

If you had told me you’d leave
I’d have sketched some drawings with that ink
If I know you wouldn’t care a single bit
About the poems and the sketches
Then I’d have put the tears in the sun
And let them dry till the cease to be…

Of course, it is this stanza that hits home. Great work, my friend.

[Anita Singh]

If only she knew! Really splendid piece!

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Thank you Annabella!

[Sami Khalil]

"If you had told me you’d leave

I’d have dropped some dye in the pensieve

And written poems to you with that ink

To remind you of the times we shared,"


Splendid...:).......................

[Sami Khalil]

Beautifully written, tearfully cascading with realizations. Holding on is powerful...Thank you for sharing your wonderful writes...:)........

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Thank you Sami...

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)....................

[Frieda P]

All the thoughts from one's mind after the fact, pour'd into poetry, and examined, the 'ifs only' are always the tough part in hindsight. Hit's a chord Chandradhish, well pen'd my friend.

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Thank you Freida...I am glad that it has touched you somewhere...that's all I seek to achieve through poetry!

[Frieda P]

As we all do, and you hit the spot, bravo and my pleasure!

[cycy]

wow,this is definitely intense. the idea of using tears as ink and then letting they evaporate away and basically dry out and cease to be. shows that you really thought deeply while writing this one. i liked it a lot and what it communicates to me is that the memories will always be there because no matter how much you try and dry it out, the paper will always have the markings of that ink. and well, no one ever really expects they'll leave and at times what hurts more is the memories we are left with more than the actual fact that the person has left, well written poet. i admire such depth in a few words.

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Thanks a lot cycy...I am glad that you like it...life is a journey and so every passing day leaves an indelible mark...