walking away: a poem

Walking away

By: Srimoyee Dutta 

We hold on to memories,

When we can’t have those people.

Though no more in my arms,

I hold you forever,

Gently in my heart.

I still have all the presents you gifted me.

The irony makes me sad

How things stay and people are lost.

Of all the things I ever wanted

I ever dreamt of,

I ever craved for, from you,

Walking away was not one.

Sometimes I misunderstood

And you didn’t explain

Sometimes you misunderstood

And I didn’t explain

And maybe that is why it ended

The way it did.

On some days

I wished to get back to you

But then I realized

It wasn’t me who left.

And now, I no longer

Skip the song that reminds me of you.

But somewhere in my heart

I wish we meet again

And start from the start

And this time, I hope

Things won’t be ruined.

We would have made a perfect novel,

But unfortunately,

You were interested in short stories.

I hope one day,

When you’ll be free,

You will give some time,

To me and my poetry.