As I sit here, shaking from the walk, but definite
My fingers smelling of smoke and myself
I don't need anyone else
I think of you not him
Who was sent by an Angel this day last year
Just a refreshing distraction
Remembering the 4th of May
As the clouds' gates open
And the lightning hits the sky
My long white nails not the only thing missing
In this carbon copy of a pastel aftermath
But it's not him, it's you, the one I fell for long before
Like last year when I cried this rain in tears
Your circuit's dead again
I should have told you I'm scared of losing people
The park bench now all alone
But its role well played
I light a cigarette for the villain and the golden calf
As the sky clears and leaves me damned with you
Rain-drenched but ridiculously happy
Like the catcher in the rye
As I say goodbye to my college guy
A closure of something never made to begin
At this place as final act and promise there remains
A burnt out match
And a half-smoked cigarette in the rain
This is a beautiful poem! i agree with poetess Jasbir, a poem gets more value when it is interpreted by readers from different angles in varied dimensions! Congratulations for this wonderful poem being selected as POD!
It's a nice poem; congrats on being selected as the POD; you don't, however, need to clarify a poem, like you have done here...let the readers draw their own conclusions and enjoy the flow of the poem...
Like last year when I cried this rain in tears Your circuit's dead again I should have told you I'm scared of losing people...love, infatuation, its problems that occupy one's mind.. leaving the half smoked cigarette behind.. the one i met is the one sent by an angel......... very fine images. tony
I read the confusion and the muddled thinking in the poem and in the long explanation, as well. A poem should focus and aim at a central point, so I see this poem as an exercise which will lead ultimately to a clearer view of life.
this is deep and powerful..! absolutely incredible writing.. love this so much, thank you sharing, keep writing.. :) love
The rain and the distraction were just what you needed. Enjoyed reading.
Glad you met you Angel that day, and a very well deserved Poem of the Day.
Now all alone! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A nice poem on college life, this stage of life is really confusing, neither you enjoy life nor you are naive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful stroll down the memory lane . Congrats on the poem of the Day.