I DO NOT BELIEVE....... - July 1, 2011
People call me a spirit,
but i do not believe,
for long have i waited for you,
for long have i grieved.
I walk the sand eveyday
with the waves you may come,
but they just come and touch,
and then they slyly turn.
And the memory aches inside,
of us walking the beach together,
and of the promise that you broke,
that we will be so forever.
I remember the day you went,
your body covered in red
your face was sweet as always,
and your expression showed fret.
And it has been a hundered years,
i've wandered without relief,
these people call me a spirit,
but i do not believe.
-Sagarika