Chanelle Strijdom

Rookie (January 27,1972 / Witbank, South Africa.)

Memory In The Mist - Poem by Chanelle Strijdom

Looking through the
mist of the past
Hearing the ego of
your voice in my dreams
Seeing your shadow in
our secret places

Your voice caught me
without a warning
Fire of hate burning
Why didn’t I listen
to the voices of
The snake at the back
of your voice
That was so perfectly
disguise as an angel
Walking slowly through
the rain of my tears
Memories of us are
running through my
cuts me open
without a warning

The rose of promise
in your eyes
Trying to catch the
fallen promises
Reaching for a
Disneyland love

Remember the words
you spoke
Your gentle touch
on my skin
The soft glance in
your eyes

If only I could see
the twisted lies
underneath the beauty

You’re the only one
who really knew me
If only I could let
you turn around
and see the leaves-pain

Now, your face is
just a memory in
the mist

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 12, 2010

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