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I know you are still there,

Here and somewhere
where I shan’t find you.

You still have that same smile that made my day

Still have that pleasant smell that lingers around me hitherto

On the crossroads of our journey

We definitely crossed one another’s

A picture of yours is buried deep within as a reminiscing entity

Your body once an ocean for me to sail and sink

Has now found another ship

Your lips from where I drank all the juices of life

Has now forever forbaded me from so

 

This isn’t a tribute by any means

It is the roots of my soul and heart

Drying off,

Hardening and tantalizingly transforming itself into a dead twig’s saga

 

It is me, mine and everything that exists

Solitude and shadow of mine

Along with a serene smile

Albeit sun is basking pleasantly and brimming with joy

Autumn is forcing every leaves to die

 

Still you are there, here and somewhere

But where I won’t find you anymore……………

Reviews

[sonnie ibadah]

"Your body once an ocean for me to sail and sink
Has now found another ship"..., that sad phrase we always dwell upon, 'when it was me...' the sweet memories that make us doubt if we can ever let go...a very nice expressive poem.

[Laminators Dubai]

so sweet! **
love it! ^^
keep sharing........^^

[Mike Cole]

Your poem was very good and very descriptive it is very nicely written
Great job
Keep writing!

[Deepankar]

Ahh.... Thank u very much.........

[Prritiy]

Still you are there, here and somewhere
But where I won’t find you anymore……………


ahh the pain of losing and still continuing all alone, the betrayal which is harsher truth than death........

nicely written.

[Deepankar]

ummm..... u said it correctly....... the pain of being alone and somehow seeing that someone still in that same place, nothing changed except for u is the harshest and cruelest thing of all...........
Thank u very much for the review........

[Prritiy]

you are welcome :)

[Divya Punjabi]

awesome creation.. loved reading it :)

[Deepankar]

Oh!! Thank U very much.......

[Divya Punjabi]

Pleasure is all mine.. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

"This isn’t a tribute by any means
It is the roots of my soul and heart
Drying off,
Hardening and tantalizingly transforming itself into a dead twig’s saga"
I like the direct and honest feel to your poem. Sometime we need separation to escape memory and site. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Deepankar]

Thank U very much....... Urs' review and words are always valued and kind of treasured by me.....read moreThank U very much....... Urs' review and words are always valued and kind of treasured by me.....
So thanks for liking it........ :)