Yellow November
I understand that I will never see you again
And I try to surpass my pain, I try to forget you
An inner world and around me an invisible train
And all those things that you ask me to do.
Like train timetables for town without a railway station.
What was painfully I forgot or was never real.
It was an autumnal love for you with no passion,
By destroying our thoughts that have become unreal.
I watch you closely, as always, and the woman
Standing on your chair to surgical work, passively
Still may spitting blood is what you, like a man,
Try to cut up in her soul, when suture by surgery.
You decided to leave me and after that moment
My cheeks are still very warm and very wet.
You leave me without excuses, without any comment
Without that reproach of you which is not resolved, yet.
I understand that I will never see you again
And I try to surpass my pain, I try to forget you
Destroy that strange world and that imaginary train
And take me as far as possible with you.
1984
poem by Marieta Maglas
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