Glorious OblivionA Poem by Natasha AshwayMy recently new life: the alternative route.Lost in the days’ powers I devour nameless hours Though somewhere inside me the substance of your absence keep thoughts of you awake, Now I know what it means to wander You used to be my calendar Without you the road signs point ahead through this endless time of late, The label on the bottle says ‘ So, popping in and out of my bubbles of conscious dreams, I move forward, I am what impulse made me say; Yesterday. Today. I will not follow after on your predetermined way I never intended to change, You walk onward because you’re ‘on track’ and will not glance back to see How I register the aftershock of my loss How I miss the kiss of the sun in your eyes you block from me, I turn around without a sound I will get lost in the life I have found on my own You are a precious moment gone Yet no matter, my walks in glorious oblivion have begun.
© 2008 Natasha AshwayAuthor's Note
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