Will the ghost of the past unendingly follow you wherever you go? Will it continue to invade your senses and pierce your heart’s recesses? Two in a day, will it be more tomorrow? Dawning comprehension, mixed with denial, regret and a bit of happiness learned.
Why does it keep coming back … haunting, probing, and resting not..? Will the awareness be tamed, remembrance be forgotten?
Knowledge of emotions will continue to follow. No matter of fierce suppression will do. Words can be said in loud voice, yet the heart remains mum with its confirmation. True words can be beautifully uttered, twisted into falsehood, though what is in the soul cannot be denied. The truth within will surface and even mocks the face, tearing the masked resolve of one in yearning.
It is an utmost apology that your remembrance of me cannot release you from the past. My apologies that I gave you tormenting hurt of frustration in not doing what you should have done. My apologies that you might not forget the memories of me as long as my mind have a hold on you.
I intend not to keep you there, but somehow, I’m not ready to release you yet … How selfish of me … If I will … In my mind I pray that you will find what you are looking for … the destiny of your life. But I also pray that it will steer you away from darkness … By then I will truly free you from my mind.
1 comment:
i love this poem... you are like the female counterpart of Pablo Neruda!
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