Over life’s journey we meet people, some become friends, some remain strangers , some friends become strangers and some strangers become friends. Some take the journey with us, others leave somewhere in between. This poem is dedicated to all those who once had a friend but now feel like “strangers with memories”.
The poem is based on the daily prompt “Bury”. I have used the past tense of the word.
I buried what we had,
The love, the friendship, the good and the bad,
Twenty years of togetherness, in a jolt flash by,
Through light and darkness, I think; without a sigh,
The laughter, the tears, the secrets we shared,
The dreams, the fears, our souls we bared…
A beautiful wreath I laid,
And a tearless farewell to you, my friend, I bade,
Not an ounce of regret or remorse-
For the path we once did traverse,
I had not seen it coming, I shall be honest; this travesty of fate,
I wonder if it was my love, I had been too naive to anticipate…
Maybe the time had come for our journey to end,
For trust, once gone, is hard to mend,
So all the memories, I lock it away,
Every moment entwined with you, to rest I lay,
I will not forget you, I promise; you are my past,
Had gotten ripe, a little too fast…
Without a goodbye, you moved on my dear,
I wish you well, have no fear,
If our paths do cross, as strangers, it shall be,
For the pages that were, have been turned, by me,
I buried what we had,
And you’ll be happy to know, it doesn’t make me sad…
Farewell.
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