Forget Forgiveness

bereavement poem

Poem

 

Months have passed
Summer turned to fall.
Days are growing cold-
and the wind is blowing fast

…away to a crimson sky-
bloody sunset and do you
know? I still hide to cry,
can’t believe you’re gone!

When I turn my head and see
still your face so alive
I hear your voice and words
as if we will never die

But you are dead…
and all the blurry photos
show me nothing, death
and I am sad, so sad…

Do you know?
How I want you to forget,
to forgive me everything I did.
I don’t deserve forgiveness though,
pray for my body and my soul.

We will see each other.
Again.

 

more by DIMITAR MITROFFSKY

photograph by Semih Aydin

 

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