I still reach for a handshake
With your lucid life so awake
So I shrug off what they said
Determined to reach your hand
If what they say is true
Then dear friend solve this puzzle
How do you make that voice echo
Even in this room so far from you?
How have you managed to
Maintain that listless smile
After they said “adieu”?
I learned some unlearned dude
Hastily cut a stone for you
Wasn’t that a charade?
Cos I think that ambitious undertaker
Should have waited many more decades
To get the dimensions right.
But wait!
My ear strains to pick your noises
Now receding too fast with the night wind
Though I still reach for that handshake
I dread to feel a cold grip
Your bright eyes now paused in time
Those laughter seem now in times past
Could it be then, they were right?
To have said of you, once upon a time?
I still refute ‘adieu’
Still lack the nerve to weep
Remember we both dreamt of ‘I do’
Don’t blame me if I yet believe.
Now these folks count for an anniversary
Cos they think the darkness swallowed you
On another occasion I’d have understood
But Mino B, how can I say of you “adieu”?
Only if I could reach for your hand
I promise, for the last handshake.
A lady bemoaning the death of her fiance…? Or a close male friend trying to come to terms with the death of his close ally?
I think I would say its the latter because of the unemtional way the voice sounds.
Nice.
Yeah, I think its a male friend as well. A bit prosaic but communicates the message nevertheless. Nice effort, will read more of your stuff.
I also think its dirge- i think- to a gone friend.
The kind of poetry I like..enjoyed deciphering this one..whether a lost fiancée or a lost friend, bottom line is a loved one is gone, and one handshake wont satisfy that longing…sad
Awwwwwwwwww
sad poem.