Your faded face
Icy cold
Your dull vision
I am crossing the field
A road side bench and one old couple
Narrating memories about their newly married days
You standing alone
Soon after you wont see me
Your faded face
Like ash
No spark in your eyes
No fire anymore
Wind blowing
Soon after darkness will cover
Melancholic screaming cry spreading around
Countdown began
Is there anything between us?
Love or more than that?
Your faded face
Like dead fish
Pale eyes
I am going far, crossing the field
A road side bench and that old couple
You are standing alone
Wind blowing.
Going far from perception crossing the roadside field and bench in sadness amazes mind. Wisely penned poem is shared.10
It is beautiful blues poem having touching expression. The sadness of this poem is astutely depicted. Thank u dear Lipika for sharing this poem.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The reality of the coldness of your ex as you see him in the distance and the cold reality of the situation! Superb write!