Kon Gogoner Taara

Missing you has become a part of me,
It used to come in waves, ebb and flow.
Now it is a constant, stubborn as the Polaris
Whispering “Where are you?”
Threatening that any touch
Would make me burst
Into a thousand molecules.

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11 thoughts on “Kon Gogoner Taara

  1. This is a beautiful piece.

    Are we on parallel grief journeys?

    I found a hideous mistake in my journal the other day. I was rereading an entry from a month ago in which I had addressed my beloved departed. I had accidentally written the words “Since your life…..” when I meant to write, “Since your death…” The absence is too permanent, isn’t it?

    Wishing you peace. xo

    • I think we are.

      Maybe somewhere deep down we constant hope in an unconscious manner that in some parallel universe this isn’t true. I don’t know. Yes, the absence is too permanent.

      Thank you. I wish you the same and much more.
      Love.

  2. These few lines express more than a thousand words could have.
    “It used to come in waves, ebb and flow.
    Now it is a constant, stubborn as the Polaris”
    I am stuck with this. I truly am. You know I feel the same way too sometimes.
    This is lovely Antzz. It brought a pang in my heart.
    Keep writing beautiful lady!

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