Not super sure on where the inspiration for this poem has come from, but I’ve been working on a few new projects recently so my writing mind has been prickling with new ideas. Hopefully, I’ll have some more concrete answers for you guys soon–but, until then, here’s a sad little poem for you to ponder. Enjoy!
My Sorrow, Yours To Keep
The ghost of your touch
is a tear, slow, belonging to me.
You’ll never understand, but God–
God, I wish you could.
I can name every star
and now you have one, too.
It isn’t your fault,
but my sorrow belongs to you.
Enjoyed the poem? Why not check out Our Paused World or Aleatory Poetry?
(They’re my poetry collections! Available on Amazon!)
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Published on January 05, 2022 05:36