Sylvia Frances Chan

(22 November / Jakarta)

Fragments of My Mind


Fragments of my mind
Are accompanying you
I have never had this kind
Horrifying me

Fragments of my words
Are accompanying you
I have never had this kind
Chilling me

Fragments of my love
Are accompanying you
Why are you so quiet now
No sign, no sound,
No passion, no love-bound

Fragments of my poems
Are accompanying you
At last you wrote poetry
Or was it just flattering me?

Fragments of my love
Are accompanying you
Why are you so quiet now
No sign, no sound,
No passion, no love-bound

Fragments of my poems
Are accompanying you
At last you wrote poetry
Or were you just flattering me?
Remember! You loved me!

Submitted: Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Edited: Thursday, December 15, 2011

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