If I could simply walk away, Leaving only my waft and our memories behind;
Then I would have been miles away now.
If I could turn back the tide then you would be mine now.
If I could shed my pride and strip naked,
Then I would apologize to you for a lifetime of mistakes;
If I could do so, love, then you would see the scars on me.
If I could just drop the smile and the pretence,
You would see the pain searing through my heart.
If I could only tell you that life is simply not worth living without you,
Would then you fight for me.
Maybe if I could do all these and more you would hold my hand again,
Maybe you would love me again,
Maybe, maybe and maybe.
But, beloved, I cannot.
Thus, I choose to stand back and let you go.
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Zahir; A collection of poems
PoetryWords, emotions and passion combine to form verses that mirrors the colours of life. Read on to loose yourself in the world of words.
