If it were up to me
I would have stopped,
Stopped giving my heart,
Perhaps I'd not be pained,
Nor been hurt!
I'd have forgotten you,
I'd not think of you,
I'd not keep pictures of you,
If it were up to me...
I wouldn't have let you in,
I wouldn't have gone out,
That I'd be forced to sin,
If I were; to decide!
I wouldn't have left,
If you'd said I was right,
You could have been soft,
Instead, you went blind at one sight
Said I'd stay,
Way after May,
Watched me sway,
And pushed me away...
I wouldn't be thinkin'
Trust me, I wouldn't be lovin'
Nor find you trustin'
I'm not claimin'
I'd have deleted them,
I would have burned them,
I wouldn't have kept them,
Those, pictures of yourself!
I would have easily erased,
Erased you from my memory,
That way, we'd have no history!
If it were up to me...
Written: 24/06/2019
By: Keitumetse Mokhahlane
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem