Gypsy

Garth Rakumakoe

The gypsy read my palm

and told me you and I 

were meant to be

Pity you weren't there 

when it unfolded

even having met your family

Pity we didn't find each other

at the crossroads

where it all waited

Pity the wind swept our locations

that never reached me

Pity I don't have your heart

and this palm's empty of it all

but missed opportunity

  • Author: Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 6th, 2024 03:38
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  • sorenbarrett

    Creative thought in this write. A fun read but with a deeper meaning that what others say or even what we believe does not make it so. Nice



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