Lost Apology Poem by Leslie Xavier

Lost Apology



Everything, yes almost;
the sweets and the sweat,
the promises and the rhymes,
the gifts and the lifts.
All lost when I drowned;
a little beyond Santhome Church,
in the swell of the Bengal Bay.
Under dark clouds the day,
and a raised doubt there,
remember; the shrill n spill.

Sorry? It's all lost my dear,
myself, and that loving heart.
But I remain! An empty shell,
yet still a cover. The promise!

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