Adieu, My Love - Poem by Vyktor Ekott
Is it true that she’s gone?
Touching her, I felt a cold stone
Could this be my angel, lying lifeless
My light’s gone, leaving me in darkness.
Those were the lips I once kissed
There lay the figure I once teased
Those eyes, now locked within lids
Regretting, my eyes lingered on her hips.
Lying in a funeral box was her picture
In her absence, what’s the future?
Memorizing, hot tears rolled unnoticed
Only by her, my pains were noticed.
To my questions, she had answers
Food for my heart, she was hot pizzas
To my emotional problems, she gave hope
Without her around, how will I cope?
Together we thought of a family with kids
Our leisure moments, we merged our lips
My life is an interlude, a social curfew
My last word to her is, ‘Baby Adieu’.
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