Grooved together for awhile
Everyday… sported a smile
Love was strong…that was the belief
Walking away from what was good
No explanation… maybe there was but the
Listening and understanding was zero
Can't let it go…
Following the sounds
Footsteps weaken
As they quickly fade away…
Leaving wandering thoughts
To roam alone…
Which way have they gone…
Identifying sounds of your footsteps
Gave comfort that you were near
Now all that is left are the echoes of footsteps
Vanishing with the wind…
The warmth of your body turned cold
The touch… spoke distance
The kiss… whispered farewell
All that is left are the footprints that use to be…
Memories of the many steps we took to get here…
Footsteps echo as love is lost
In translation…
Left in ignorance…
Words fail to combine to
Grasp the meaning of why…
There is open space in the heart
Open and vulnerable
Unable to cope with the
Missing pieces…
Footsteps echo goodbye
Only the familiarity of admiration
Can fill the void
Footsteps walk upon
The nature of the fallen soul
And disappears
JenOfPoetry
March 2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem