She came to me,
Asked me a question,
Where are we now?
I couldn’t give her the answer immediately,
A silent pause while looking her in the eyes,
With a deep breath,
I never thought that I will be in this pathetic state,
Where my heart couldn’t work properly,
She looked at me and gave a quiet smile,
I know this might not be right time,
I want to fulfill all the promises we made,
I still remember,
“I’ll be together with you even tomorrow is my last day on Earth”,
I still remember too.
#NaPoWriMo2019 Day 20: write a poem that “talks.” What does that mean? Well, take a look at this poem by Diane Seuss. While it isn’t a monologue, it’s largely based in spoken language, interspersed with the speaker/narrator’s own responses and thoughts. Try to write a poem grounded in language as it is spoken – not necessarily the grand, dramatic speech of a monologue or play, but the messy, fractured, slangy way people speak in real life.