no words left
nothing left to be spoken
seems it should be an end
but it's more like a new beginning
staying angry about the scars is no use
because the healing has already starting coming through
so over you
still i love you
but in a bitter sweet good-bye kind of way
letting go and letting God kind of way
who were we?
to say even "we" is awkward
because essentially there is no more us
still you will always be a part of me
joined once in the great mystery
promises severed
covenants broken
pieces fallen
never to be put together again
but the beauty in that is new life
new breath
new air
new you
new me
good-bye

another poem about leaving
it's all so predictable sometimes
i guess the feeling is what matters
so for that i feel u in this

"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..."
ASIEM
"Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran
(Be and it is)
" A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder

thanks.

there's never anything new under the sun. is there?