For mental dips and seasonal depression
My Graveyard
Today I saw my name embedded in stone
A gravestone amidst the others
It was dated to 2005
I died when I was one
Next to that stone I saw another
It dated to 2005 as well, but a different month
The following stone is dated to 2006
Each year brings more graves
It was no ordinary graveyard
All the graves bore my name
Some headstones lay crooked and withered
The younger they are, the worst they look
The last one looks unsightly
The grave is overgrown
My name and year washed away
An irony in gone but not forgotten
Today I visited my graveyard
I watched the headstones grow with time
They stand grey against the ground
Dead flowers adorn my lifetime
Sole Initials
I drew our initials on my shoe
The shiny white sole
Now adorned with two letters
A reminder of our days
When you sat quietly by my side
How we had laughed at the books in my lap
When you adorned me with love
A day with overlap
I wore our initials with glee
My little secret
A lightning of my spirit
Today I covered the letters
Drawings have buried them
No one ever knew
And no one ever will
YOU ARE READING
Saudade
PoetrySaudade /saʊˈdɑːdə/ noun: saudade; plural noun: saudades (especially with reference to songs or poetry) a feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament A gathering of my po...
