Where She Went, a Poem

Hello Poetteers,

As you know just I read a book, Where She Went. And that got my muse going. It inspired me write some poetry. Here is what I wrote.

Where She Went

I'm flesh and bone
I bruise easily

writing fills the void

as I wait for you

Bring the noise out of you

don't be scared of your raw power

run with it all

Let the intensity burn

obey the muse

bring a new kind of joy

Your whispers are like

musical notes floating up

to the sky and stars.

I know her voice

I know their voices

the memories come

like a fresh breath of air

and a hug

of welcome back

but it is also a new

better place

It's the same voice

but new words

it still feels like coming back

Let me love you

love me like you do

from where you are

from here

The puzzle pieces whirling

I'll pick up the broken pieces

help you put it back together

I will hold your hand

under the table

reminding you to breathe in

and let it out

let it go.

Thank you,

Fida

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