Tuesday, 20 October 2020

When You Walk Away: A Poem


What befalls me

when you walk away

Thunder rams

to match

the hammering

of my barren heart

Clouds squeeze out

every last drop

weeping my tears

onto parched earth

Buried seeds sprout

their salvaged shells

My traitor mind

envisions fertile hope

And yet, you

have never returned.


image: beyonce

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