The Remains

(Iti Kupa Kupa)

It's true,
that I don't
love you
anymore.
It's a fact
that the past
has left me
and I've killed
myself
to live this life
without you.

It's a pity,
that I can't forget
the way you held
my finger in
you hand.
Regretful,
that I expect
the same words,
the same moments,
the same adventures,
from love again.

Your night
has flown
into
my day,
and as
I wake up,
the new morning
holds new dreams
for me.
But the darkness
of your stars
Lingers
as reminders,
in the shadows
created
by today's
brightness.

Comments

sophie said…
You amaze me as a poet -
you are like a shooting star
of emotion.
Blazing forward, heart trailing
behind you.

Ethereal.
Madhuri Shinde said…
I agree with sophie...and I agree for few more reasons...may u be always happy.
Oreen said…
when was your birthday?
no comment on the poem because i always like yours . . .
dharmabum said…
i've never been able to appreciate poetry, but could identify a lot with this particular one...

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