Closure

by nouriguess   May 5, 2013


There will be no time
for packing luggage, weeping,
blowing out dreams, moving furniture,
attending funerals, mopping the
corners of the old rooms.

The air will be thick -
too thick that we'll
fear waking up
everyday.

I won't have the chance to
love you further.
I'll leave so many depths in you, undiscovered.
You'll have to weave the rest
of the dream without me.

And to the wounded, to the bereft hearts,
to the soldier cradling his homeland,
to his homeland,
to the rain and to each night under the rain,
I promise I'll be sending a breeze.

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Was written for the Clubs challenge a while ago.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Beautiful flow to this poem. Another excellent write.

  • 11 years ago

    by CathyButterflyJC

    This will struck many writers close to home, fabulous writing, I can't wait to read more of your work, outstanding poem!

  • 11 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Exquisite Noura!!!

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    This was beautifully sad, the imagery was very soft and melancholic, the wording smooth and free, nothing was restricted here...it felt almost relaxing, like the tone was just whispering, with the air around it...

    Really lovely write here.

    I think I remember reading this.

    As always Noura, you have such an ability to move me, you're words are captivating

    x

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