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Fond Memories-by Salma Gungadoo

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I keep forgetting to ask
You, the one ran from.
A sunny day, gone low.
So long had we allied
Shocking way we parted
The years bled into a stream
Mine life overlooked ours
Till you came knocking on
The doors you crossed, I opened
Gliding swan, polished
Hidden filth trailing under
That you suddenly left again
Once more, then gone back
Twice, thrice and my heart banished
A locket forged and strong
Blessed years now under your feet
Broken bonds, once ached
I must say relief now hath come

I grieve for you as you I
And sever the bond linking us
Cannon bolts and an end.
My question still hanging
I watch our door crumble
The curtains I draw, final.
Over memories fond.

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About the Poet

Salma Gungadoo is a British Information Science student, poet, writer, and photographer. Fluent in English, French, Arabic, and Creole, she explores language, culture, and human experience through her creative and academic pursuits.

📍 United Kingdom
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