Back again, or a final goodbye?

Back again, or a final goodbye?

A Poem by Mina Salva
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It's a poem about my ex-best-friend. I had to write the words down..

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The beautiful memories bumping again to my mind
So I flash a smile and can't wait to what I'll find
But I'm scared to death, I don't want to stand up to the knifes again
We still don't have the evident answers, we're in riddles again
Nothing's intricate, but only sensitive
Touchable to our hearts, so for the best we shall stop

Enjoy this freedom and fun
Sky so clear and pastel blue, but who said I'd forget thou?
Walk over this tan granulated ground
It's silken and sinking, but also stinging
Bear it, it's a savage beauty

Sun's alive heat beating against my pale skin, making it no longer soothing
Little it's red, little it burns
I only need the tolerance, for this light beam and its charms
An amiable breeze carrying me away by its tender warmth
To a wide paradise, so boastful by its aquamarine and ball blue hues

It's a scary heaven, so full of fears in its depth
The waves rolling so majestically, but then, splashing so violently
As it clams down, it fetches a freshness, a relief and serenity
But soon everything starts all over again
The wounded memories shoving me into a den
All dark, no mark of peace
I only can hear the echo of your voice
I'm sorry but I had no choice
Things went wrong, and by the time everything has changed
I can still smell your special fragrance, even if it all has aged

"Cute, wake up! We have a long road to go by." My soul sister said
Dear dreams, please take a mercy, and make for me an ease
It wasn't real, was everything non-real?
"Wake up, lazy. It's a hot day for the beach!" My friend spoke
Oh dreams, can I be more muddled?
So where are you soul sister, I thought you were real
Friend, be a friend, don't release my hand, always be near

Ice cold drinks, natural hair waves
High waist-ed shorts, loose tank tops
Bikinis on top, games against boys
No heaviness, no importance on your back
Leisure and comfort, in your hands
Dancing, moving
Relaxing, relishing
Chill, swim
Be reckless, be satisfied
Offer love, offer smiles
Be happy, here or in miles
Be proud, be you
Let it be, let your soul be free

© 2013 Mina Salva


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Added on July 4, 2013
Last Updated on July 4, 2013
Tags: ex, best, friend, friends, summer, fun, pain, personality, faith, trust, satisfaction, forget

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Mina Salva
Mina Salva

Algeria



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