Gone Baby Gone Poem by PAUL OGUDA

Gone Baby Gone



Like Van Gogh`s starry night
Am starring into the night
Stars in constellations and galaxies, so far away
Twinkle with disappearing luminance
The air all around is full of incense
Making me to reminisce
The good, gone old days
Of big promises of immortal love
Of olive oil cascading down your torso
But now it is not so
I am like a devil falling
Fallen into an abyss of heathens
Clouded and darkened by sin and herecy
Overflowing with hate and untold suffering
But deep in my heart
I am harbouring
The sunlight days of our lives
The fun we had down at the coast
It is the good memories
That keeps me going
Every day I relive, the best moments
The worst, I hate the torment
So I have engulfed it
With fantasy and lies
That you are still here
But baby you are gone.....
I wish I could forget
But like maple leaves in spring
Your memories come flowing
I hear your whisper
I feel on my body your caress
I recount you laughter
Looking up into the night
I see that twinkling star
And know that you are still here

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