Bad Goodbye

Bad Goodbye

You said it’s unintended farewell,
but your eyes shows you’re
lying, lying, lying.
You can’t even look straight to me,
as my tears starts
flowing, flowing, flowing.

As I try to keep
my broken heart
beating, beating, beating,
you closed the door,
and leave me with no air for
breathing, breathing, breathing.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

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In response to dVerse‘s Poetics: Unintended Farewell.


Coming to this week’s prompt – here is what I have in mind – I want you to write a poem about the farewell you gave but didn’t mean to – the good-bye you said but hoped that you will meet again at the crossroads. I know it happened to me before, more than once – that I got onto a train, waved my hands involuntarily, the people I left behind fading slowly and that only made me realize how strong the bond was. I hope you will enjoy writing this – come join me and celebrate poetry.