Before I Leave Poem by Neethu p sabu

I would flash like an extinct star
If you let me breath
I would dart a question
Before you let me leave
I would pause, surrender, and then plead
For the split of survivals,
Because I never lived.

I will be long driven into your streets
I will be re-written unto your history.
Incense and insensitiveness!
Scenes, screenshots and frames
Because You are the same all years
But I ought to change.
Seasons, splendid horizons, shores and lined
Nevertheless I no more exist.

I don’t pause,
I would exhaust
But I would pity,
In conscience!
And in conscience, I reveal that it is naked.
In extremes of my confidentiality.
I have confessions,
You have long been wrought,
But I followed your words, your style.
Because I was obsessed in letting away
And creating this rivalry.

If that sounds sour.
I have apologies in my gestures,
No more words.
For unweaving an identity,
In phase of crisis.