"She left me for no one"
He told me over a beer
"Then she died on her own"
This conversation has never left me
The thought has haunted me
Ever since that story was told
"What did she die from" I asked
"Heart break and loneliness" he said
I returned to my house shaken
Put the key in the door
Yelling "Honey are you there"
Whilst fully realising
That I live alone
There was a lingering perfume
In the air and a sad song
Wafted in from down the alley
I did the only thing a (an in)sane man would
I reached for the whiskey
That I had hidden from myself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Top class comment from Robert. Enjoyed the poem very much, Geoffrey.
Thanks John. Different moods on different days eh? Cheers my friend. Geoffrey.