Adieu

There are certain songs which,

Undoubtedly,

Remind me of you.

I wish that their aesthetic beauty would not be

Tarnished

Stained

Tarnished

By your memory.

But that is something I

Cannot

Will not

Cannot

Change with assurance.

If my heart beats out of rhythm

Ever more,

It will not be in

Thought

Vain

Thought,

Of you.  Oh no – not of you.

I will not love your memory,

Nor will I hate it.

Shall I see you in the

Roads

Dreams

Roads,

I will wave to you,

Not in greeting, but in farewell.

If you were to ask forgiveness

For the damage you have done to my

Heart

Soul

Heart,

I will kindly forgive you

And then, sweet boy,

My eyes will linger and read,

As they have far too many times,

Goodbye

Adieu

Goodbye.

© Nureen Gulamali

This poem was inspired by a single moment of true independence and the belief that, while one may have to wait to find something amazing, one does not have to settle for something terrible in the meantime.