never let me go

you and i, we’ve met before
before the winding alleys to my home changed
where daisies met every morning to greet the sun
and music wafted from the apartment above
the road where i walked to the bus stop and
stopped to chase the little ducklings along the way
you and i have met before
before i forgot the way to your home
the one that has that tea shop for four
and around the bend, waters blue
with doves so white and pristine true
we’ve been apart chasing dreams, some elusive, some real
but the moon’s been out each night, leaving a trail
you and i we’ve met before
I’ve just forgotten the way home.


37 thoughts on “never let me go

  1. Hi! This was quite moving…. Been through something similar so yeah… I kinda get it I guess…. Kudos to your fab writing skills! Many cheers for a better sunrise tomorrow…. 🙂

  2. maybe i’m way off the mark here but it reminded me of this poem that kamala das wrote called “grandmother’s house” especially the last line, which goes –

    “you cannot believe, darling,
    Can you, that I lived in such a house and
    Was proud, and loved…. I who have lost
    My way and beg now at strangers’ doors to
    Receive love, at least in small change? “

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