Stay far from me today
I am not strong enough to resist
falling back into your eyes
The whirlpool of crystal blue
That beckons my surrender
Go where you will
without me tagging along
Let me lag behind in the sadness
of your quick steps
Farther from my side
Watching from a place of barren trees
You seem to walk in circles
Circling the mistakes and misunderstandings
Waiting for the walking green
It is not too late to stop and ask directions
Such a beautiful write, still hoping against hope for renewed encounter despite the pain of separation.10+
" Can you give me directions? " ... " To where? " , you may ask... " To your heart." , would be my reply... Such a lovely poem...
Sad poem but expressed beautifully. With its amazing flow it makes great reading. Full marks from me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks for sharing. are you mandela effected? the past can not be changed.. the reality is only the response to the past can be viewed differently