Adieu My Dear Past

This 'dawn' fills me with dusk I clear my throat of the choke Tightly shut my lids Lest ‘tear –falls’ fall down my cheeks My hand has been a pliers around a thread With the other end free up the air Whether a kite or bird – you’re not in sight Sadly, what’s left is to slacken my grasp I let a blast of air down my constricted chambers As I watch the last piece of you distance itself Inside, a disheveled self is left - a part of me you took But have I not been a diamond before And just like in the past – A locket of our memories I put around my heart Willing my mind to shift its focus forward Yes- like fruits, time in plenty I’ll take Before my heart can get well again But adieu my dear past I take the hand of the present – hopeful of the future