Whispers of departure in silence. A poetic escape of vapour, leaving only a question mark behind. The delicate balance between sensitivity and realism.
When I leave,
I tip-toe out quietly
So that you won’t miss me
till I’m too far away
for you to remember what you’re looking for
And also so you’ll never realise
that I started walking
long before you stopped talking.
Call me ruthless
Call me sensitive
Call me an escapist…or a realist.
The only thing I leave behind is a question mark.
More intelligent minds than mineHave spokenEverything of consequence saidNow I speak my unimportant bit Never saw the sky this blueBroken shells hint at the ideaOf something that wasAnd has passedLike time whispering Footprints on sandJust before the tide washes inAren’t uglyNeither is the old mill. If you liked this post,…
People are stories, works in progress Politics of affection and sexual congress But a face is a fullstop, brackets even I picture your face when I’m grieving The ‘I don’t care’ writ large and wide Autographing what’s breaking me inside Happy face, loveface all forgotten Fullstop points to all that…
Yes, call me an escapist, but years later when the memories get a little blurrier, here’s what happens:
Have a read: http://devesh.net/blog/2008/06/06/an-arbitrary-incision/
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Yes, I too !!
Reread it again to understand meanings !
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Nice 🙂
I’ve also had to reread it. Very deep with many hidden meanings. Great work Smithy!
I’ve read this 4 times since the last 10 mins when i saw it.That’s all i’d say.That’s all i need to say.
And even though the question may not know its answer, the answer would always know its question….maybe it’s just a matter of time.Afterall, there has to be something after the question mark, before the full stop comes along.
:~Sen~
I am glad that you are writing poems again. ^_^
Loved this, especially the ending (with the bang).
Beautiful!