Leaving

I met a guy who lived near to me. We had a good chat. However, he left for another city to take a new job and only had less than one month to be here. This poem was the gift I gave him for his leaving

Should the desert blame the raindrop

For quenching its thirst

But then running through its veins

Leaving the salt in the sand

 

Should the sky blame the firework

For brightening its heart

But then vanishing away from its eyes

Leaving the dust in the air

 

Should I blame fate

For arranging our meeting

But then limit our time

Leaving me with the sweet memory

 

Like how could the desert refuse to taste the dew

the sky refuse to chase the beauty

How could I say never to the warmth, the breeze, the spring

To the moon-like man from the fairy tale

 

How could I stop you leaving

But why not to take my teardrop into the sky

my beauty in your luggage and my best wishes into the poem

And seal it with my kisses

Reviews

[David]

Simply wonderful. I am very proud of you. Now you have started , keep writing.