Gesture

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Was it a sign of compassion?
A mark leading to a road by which I was led astray
Times change
Though I will always keep in mind what people say along the way

The best things go left unsaid
And better so
But I hope your memories of me never become so dead
You better go

An act of kindness
By which I became so blind
A symbol of weakness
From which I can never reverse time

An example of blindness
You never saw me cry
A Gesture of love
As I will see it till the day I die

These green leaves turn orange-brown
As they wither away
The beauty of your soul will still take the form of my heart
Regardless of its decay…

Comments

Anonymous said…
brilliantly written....
22 February 2014 at 14:12
Nisar Sufi said…
Thanks, from the bottom of my heart, kind reader.
23 February 2014 at 12:21
Anonymous said…
This is beautiful. <3
21 March 2014 at 00:08
Nisar Sufi said…
I acknowledge your comment, kind reader.
22 March 2014 at 14:13
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