I quickly forgave myself instead of
Forgiving you- -that was all I could do.
I just couldn't stop thinking about the
Times we'd spent laughing, crying, and
Staving off Grim reaper when awake and sleep
And whiles you planted syrupy kisses on my
Cheek that I returned with quivering lips
Just a pat comes off sweet and holds at bay fate
Besides it leaves the future to rejoice coming-full-circle.
On one condition, rage grew out of the seed of jealousy
Sprouted in mind, budded, and fully opened emitting
a pungent like fragrance about the enemy.
Forgiving was the only way to oblige the mind to
Piece together the very, very, very broken heart!
Now, I think of being vulnerable because I love
Still I muse the years spreading wings, soaring
timelessly, and boundlessly, and being birthplace
of creativity and to change…
March 5,2017
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