Many years later
When I returned
I was abandoned
Among the unseen faces before
When loneliness and isolation
Came to me
I walked to the past
Through the footprint of memories
I walked alone
Besides the by-ways
Remembering the joyful moments
Of our lives
My heart shouted
Saying their names
The names of my friends
Called upon them
But no one came to me
They had gone as the wind
Remained only memories in my mind
“The footprints from past”
I like this the style and voice I hear in this poem and your previous one... hope you keep writing..
zgłoś
Thank you very much for the comment'. I'll keep writing well in my best.
zgłoś