The Last Shiver

I do not see your face anymore.
Lost somewhere,
Between two memories,
I lay awake-
With so many unsaid words.
Surreal streets above me
Shiver restlessly,
As heavy sound of trucks haunt them.

I remember streetlights then
From one of our those days
Burning a hole in your face
But blinding me.
We used to collect stray words
And pebbles in a jar,
Walking long roads-
Trying to grasp 
Few of those words
Both said and unsaid ones.
Ours and others.
Caging them for one day.

Now, after all this time
It's almost dawn again
And we have divided the jar.
So you stood there, strangely,
Drowning in faded streetlights
Slowly, inevitably.
Here, I lay awake
Still lost between pebbles and words
Waiting to listen
To the last shiver of the streets.
Because you took all the said words
While the unsaid ones kept me warm.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Agustin Avatar
August 7, 2024 at 11:51 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Inman Avatar
April 13, 2020 at 11:13 AM
I loved the last two lines. A very emotional Adri, well done.
One Avatar
December 8, 2017 at 8:54 AM
Very deep poem... great write.. time to pick up your pen again..
Fleming Avatar
January 6, 2017 at 2:43 PM
I really do like this poem of yours, Adri. It has an indefinable quality about it that I cannot quite express...So very strangely haunting in a peculiarly comfortable sort of way - How very odd! Very well penned! All the very best for your New Year - Cheers! :) john
Dew Avatar
January 6, 2017 at 3:36 PM
Thank you so much..Means a lot. Happy new year to you.. :)
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