Never Meant

 

You were never meant to

be gone,

never meant to say

goodbye.

No, you weren’t meant to

disappear,

vanish into the emptiness of

space,

with a mind too vast,

thoughts too deep,

all things too heavy to

evaporate in the sky.

Nothing weighs more,

nothing more substantial,

than your impact on each blade of grass, each

drop of rain

and every blink of the

eye.

 

You were never meant to

be gone,

go away,

say goodbye.

Never meant to disappear,

and so you didn’t.

Still present in the ground,

still present in the air,

still alive in the pulse in our veins that makes us all

too heavy to vanish.

I cannot say goodbye,

and I simple refuse.

 

No one’s meant to go away.

And so

they

don’t.

Reviews

[Jean P. Prudhomme]

I agree with Shelly. No ten-dollar words in here....which is good. The poem is heartfelt. I loved it.

[Shelly Araujo]

Your poem was more that I expected as I read it through. The first few simple lines don't prepare for the depth and beauty of your words after that. Very nice; I enjoyed reading your work.