An old crush, the joy you have felt
when you saw him smile at you
A stuffed dog, missing one eye
A half filled diary
where you only wrote
when you were sad
And a half eaten cookie
you know you've just left there...
Lost things
The second button of your coat
where did it go, you clearly remember pocketing it
The simplicity of everyday life
when you were five years old
The last tear you've shed for the one who left
The first kiss you've shared with the one who never will...
Lost things
Those five pounds you've worked so hard to get rid of
Those hundred bucks you've worked so hard to make
The lucky charm you used to carry in your wallet
The box marked "handle with care" you've accidentally forgot
while moving, in your old apartment
Your favorite shirt, all torn and stained
one day your mom must've had enough
And the occasional umbrella,
she insisted you should carry around...
Lost things
The words you wrote down, thinking they were clever
The thoughts that you didn't, since they were not.
Nights filled passion, nights filled with pain,
Nights that you were certain, were actually days
Days that were sunny, happy and bright
And days that made you wish you haven't woken up
Trips to the market, trips to the park
Trips to overseas, trips that lasted a little too long
And a small handbag you didn't realize that was left behind,
after a hurried train ride...
Lost things they all are, never again to be found
Lost things that contributed to how your life is now
You will still lose a great many things along the way
Just make sure you keep the ones dearest to you in a safe place...
2 comments:
Her zamanki gibi inanılmaz. Bu sefer Billy Collins aroması aldım sanki biraz, ne hoş:)
Bir de ne şaşırttı beni: Diğerlerine nazaran bariz kafiye. Yalan mı?
Billy Collins'den etkilendim, evet:) Kafiye kafasina gore gelip gidiyor, genelde seviyorum ama her zaman olmuyor iste. O diil de, aylarca bise koyma, sona iki tane birden:P
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