Bittersweet Bookmarks
You lived
In my eyes
As a traveling teardrop
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In your hands
I saw the crochet work
Of love corrupted
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Across the room
You stood
Waiting for my words
To roll out the red carpet
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The night
Came to pass
In the space
Between our raised eye-brows
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The stars
Put to sleep
My passions; reawakened
——–
Sunshine stooped
To enter
Our eyes lowered
In mutual shame
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Those words
You dropped
Like coins in a box
Now clink, whenever
I call out your name
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These tears
Fall on the floor
And turn into
Letters of love
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Let me leave
These words
In your heart
As bookmarks
Of our love
Aren’t these a mix of your previous works all put together? I like some of them. The others still remind me of the sting I’d felt when you had put them up on your previous blog. I suppose, these are pieces that live.
I like your blog alot this time around. It’s much like you – stylish and calm. It even has a positive touch to it. 🙂 I do hope this time the server won’t crash. It’ll be a pity to lose this one.
:M: atually not…I haven’t changed anything from when you had read them last…and thank you for appreciating the new look…and amen to that…I hope it will last for a long time this time around..
“Waiting for my words
To roll out the red carpet”
Great metaphor . . . . the tension . . . who will go first? You capture it well.
Anonymous Poet: thank you…
Powerful. Your words here are as strong as a magnet, as knowing as one who feels and who writes so well about those feelings.
I read several of your other poems. Your words left imprints on my heart and soul. I’ll follow your fingerprints (your poetry :), back here to read more. Wonderful site!
SilverMoon: ah you are so sweet and kind….thank you so much for leaving behind such beautiful words of encouragement…would love to see more of you here…
This amazing…sound like haiku
Nasra: thank you!