Half of me / Yellow cab of memories

Half of me / Yellow cab of memories

A Poem by Atosa

Empty handed I stand

On the cold cobbled street

Cruel drops burning my skin

Memories of a dark salty sea


Desperately holding on

To the image of your face

Knowing that half of me

Is in the cab driving away


One day you’ll take your last breath

Without me by your side

And I will never know

The answer to all my whys 


But I guess that I am living proof

Of the life that you once had

© 2011 Atosa


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absolutely digging the haunting finish here. that'll hang around your head forever.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow. I love this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is amazing, I really enjoyed this write.
I can feel all the emotions presented.


Posted 13 Years Ago


I absolutely love
how short this poem is, yet it's entirely
beautiful, a sense of pain, lose and having to
let go of someone of you love.

great write;
-j

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Atosa
Atosa

Stockholm, Sweden



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