When You Walked Away


When you walked away, nothing else happened.
The sky didn’t fall, the mountains didn’t crumble
the world didn’t stop existing and,
I did not die.

When you walked away, I stayed silent
my respect for my heart reduced,
my reliance on that organ in my chest, faded
and I felt betrayed.

In the past, I could trace your footsteps
step by step, on the surface of that same heart.
I knew that they had left footprints there.
They are gone now.

I noticed that my heart had betrayed me
it had washed itself clean of your footprints.
When you walked away, nothing else happened
except that my faith in my heart was gone.

It had betrayed me!

©ZSA July 2015

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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8 Responses to When You Walked Away

  1. sunsetdragon says:

    Yes I know these feelings and I can not even remember what his face looked like as clearly as before.
    Beautiful words that describe what so much of us feel.

  2. theinfiniterally says:

    I love this, Zakiah. So many surprising and artful touches. Great work!

  3. The matters of the heart is a rich vein and you’ve always find a way to produce such gems.

  4. This beautiful poem inspired by a separation makes me think of a French song titled “the dead leaves are shoveled ” ( les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle ): the wind clears up on the sand the steps of the separated lovers

  5. Beautiful, but sad.
    Great pairing of your poem with the robin photo!
    I often wonder what birds and animals are thinking about, because I think they have emotions and even souls.
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  6. lovely, but also sad. I like the photo that you chose for the poem. You have great talent. hugs.

  7. rudyhou says:

    i feel the sadness. the disappointment. the heart can easily be pained. damaged, even. hope yours always heals fast. and flourishes with hope and love despite the pain it had experienced.

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