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| Charing Cross Road, 1937 by Wolfgang Suschitzky |
Time's running out
My feel fly over the ground
In the rain, over muddy puddles
My skirt stained with dirt
Yet I'm hasty
I can't afford to lose you
I need to tell you
Before you go
Just how much you mean to me
Oh, why did I wait so long
Is it because the thought
Of losing you was suddenly unbearable?
Or was it because you were never mine
To begin with?
Don't leave me all alone here
With just your memories for company
Bridge this distance between us
Take me away to another world
I'm almost there
Stay, stay for me...
Linking this post to Magpie Tales - Mag 300.
Beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteYet another beautiful poem, Aathira. Liked these lines in particular-
ReplyDelete"Just how much you mean to me
Oh, why did I wait so long
Is it because the thought
Of losing you was suddenly unbearable?"
There are times when this thought brings with itself immense pain and desperation.
Indeed. Some stories are painfully lived. Thanks so much, Shaifali!
DeleteSo much pain in this one ! :-(
ReplyDeleteYes :(
DeleteWonderful Aathira! Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Reema!
DeleteSigh....how romantic and beautiful! :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks :)
DeleteOh, it's a poignant piece of writing. It has touched me in a certain way... Keep writing!
ReplyDeleteSo glad to hear that. Thank you!
DeleteYes, I feel the urgency. I've been there...rushing to make a romantic deadline....talk about
ReplyDeleteyour heart in your throat.
I hope your story ended on a happy note :) Thank you!
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