Letting Her Go. 


Scars and bruises never stay,
the way her name is inked an ample deep.
She lives till eternity, is all I can pray
While I’m departing and she won’t weep.

I embrace the last site my eyes sought,
a poised smile across her soft face
What thoughts were really bought
and, was I ever a part of her fame?

I applaud all those faces, they
make my love turn to fog.
The humorous fact is now I’m away,
Was I ever told she moved on?

They describe her as subtle,
ingenious, but another way a lot brazen.
“she’s so chatty and a lot to handle!”
she was on a path away from the haven.

But mind you, I’m done.
She’s happy and that’d end my role.
In her heart, I made a pretty sketch,
but now I’m letting her go…


This is very much random, and apparently, I was supposed to write something about ‘letting her go’ but a bit poetry wouldn’t hurt, now would it? Please tell me in the comment section below. Thanks! X



16 thoughts on “Letting Her Go. 

Add yours

  1. Hello! I enjoyed giving your poem a read, I especially liked the 3rd and 4th lines in the 3rd stanza, It reminded me of a similar situation I had experienced previously. I look forward to seeing what else you create!

    Liked by 2 people

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Powered by WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: