She was here
many lives ago
a road she'd forgot
a forget-me-not
walled within deep dark blues
and grays of a million hues
a different face
but the same self consumed
in the same quicksand
paid the same dues
bled the same grief
the same heartache bloomed
new spells were spoke
new fires stok'd
forgiven, but forgotten
the same heart broke
-Amit
many lives ago
a road she'd forgot
a forget-me-not
walled within deep dark blues
and grays of a million hues
a different face
but the same self consumed
in the same quicksand
paid the same dues
bled the same grief
the same heartache bloomed
new spells were spoke
new fires stok'd
forgiven, but forgotten
the same heart broke
-Amit
Lovely, Amit! You should post more often. This one reminded me of one of my own: http://manjusha-nair.blogspot.com/2012/06/again.html
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