Saudade

In the mirror of my memory a piece of me that no longer is there

What remains in its place is a bittersweet sadness I’m unable to share

Yet it lingers in my heart as if still in the air

Happy that its memory remains

It’s absence engraves my soul with tender pains

A reminiscence that all my energy drains

A continual longing, I miss it so much

Wishing that now could be such

Yet it lies in a time that I can no longer touch

Mournful that it could not last

It seems that it all went too fast

And I’m filled with a wistful yearning to return to that past

Author's Note

Saudade is a Portuguese word that has no direct translation although it is somewhat like nostalgia

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[Ashi written tale & poe..]

Past no longer serves us its better to let go .

[Soren]

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