Past Poem by Lotlot Diaz

Past



Now that you are gone
i can no longer walk,
or even talk.
My tears is now
like the rain,
it poure and shower,
like the river,
it continously flow.
My mind is the only one
making the movements,
but sadly
cause it moves back
through your memories.

Tuesday, November 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Its so easy for me to write about sadness.
But about happiness, i dont think so.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tadasha Tripathy 04 November 2016

Two drops of tear with an hearty feelings for the poem. It's awesome.

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