... using my poetic license

AWAY... 2004
FREE VERSE

One fine day
What was it that i had in my hands?
Was it
nothing but water?
nothing but sand?
Somethng that flows
through cupped hands
like the way i let you slip
farther
and farther
and farther away.

We have become strangers
You and i
have we become enemies as well?

I wished.
I prayed.
But it wasn't hard enough.
My prayers were not good enough
to turn back time
reset the clock
if only to bring back
what i though had been mine
that one fine day
what i held in my hands
was
a piece of your soul,
a part of your mind,
a space in your heart...
If only i can bring back,
what i thought had been mine.

That one fine day.
What was it
that i had in my hands?
Was it
nothing more than water?
nothing more than sand?
I flowed through my fingers
like the way you slipped
farther
and farther
and farther away.

We have become strangers,
again,
you and i.
Have we become enemies
as well...?


*** when you have so much time in your hands, internet access, and regret, might as well use my poetic license... you can never go wrong with a free verse.