Wish you belonged to me, oh my love
Wish this world wasn’t cold and cruel.
As it’d be to part our lives.
You tasted like a song,
But, you’re gone
~an impromptu poem (nonet) for #NaPoWriMo day 9
Prompt Day 9: try a prompt that asks you to write in a specific form – the nonet! A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second has eight, and so on until you get to the last line, which has just one syllable https://www.napowrimo.net/day-nine-8/
So this is my first attempt on a nonet and there you go! I thought of music then I thought of old days, I thought of each passing day, I thought of memories, I thought of moments that we created in our past, I thought of all the bad days and the good, I thought of talking-walking-teaching-driving-eating together, I thought of singing-dancing-writing-performing-winning together, I thought of the lyrics in every song that are relatable to us, I thought of our relationship, I thought of our emotions and attachment, I thought of every sensation we felt or we shared with each other, I thought of love and the lover, I thought of ‘you’, I thought of ‘us’… I was in deep contemplation indeed.