Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Deserter


I will leave you one day, abandon you,
Forget all the promises I made, and the
Pictures I carry today.

I will just go away. No last
Poems to bid adieu, no last
Autumn for us to cherish together, sitting
Under a park bench, yellow leaves swirling
All around. There will just be a plain goodbye,
And nowhere to go. Someday, I
Will erase myself from your memory. I will
Abandon you.

And you will forget me.

2 comments:

  1. ... you do not have an eraser, you have only words.

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  2. if ever it was,
    easy or even possible
    to wash away the colors
    that memories leave
    behind,or on days yet to come ...

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