I hide in the open
letting the rain curtain me
from eyes that probe
for signs that I weep for you
The tears don’t come
for you linger
long after the river
claims your ashes
Fuelled by memories
of a limitless love
I converse with you
in whispers and sighs
Seasons follow seasons
and they vie for my attention…
but our unending farewell
makes time stand still…
A sad poem…or a not-sad poem…
What do you think?