It almost seems like a distant dream,
a long time ago we were like one team,
sharing the innermost, tender things:
a precious world of impossible dreams.
The bitter-sweet taste of coffee remains,
the rings of old tunes we danced to stays
in the empty rooms of the abandoned home,
it all passed like a sudden, powerful storm,
sealed memories leave a trace of a feeling
that once was strong but now has no meaning;
meaningless is the story that comes to an end,
no use to suffer eternally, no use to pretend,
though you can’t erase it, cannot make amends,
everything once starts and everything ends.
Meaningless
© Copyright: Рустам Абдул-Алиев, 2016
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