I LEAVE YOU NOW

I feel dizzy of this fast 

revolving 

troubled mind.

I could not stand the sound 

of the wind whistling 

when time passes by me, 

with its oozing glamour; for the redolence
of such adoration 

makes leaves sigh with eyes rolling

of the unpleasant smell of yesterday.

Now, I'm choked 

by the  grip of silence

as I am latched on the decaying fringe

of sprouting sorrow, wrapped with 

our undefined feelings like when 

high and low pressures meet to spark 

a lightning bolt of displeasure

and the sky shouts out loud 

its deafening thunder

as your abhorrence 

to my quiet heart.

But to  think that I would fight back, 

no, for I would droop my head humbly
and turn my back  away.

I know that you won't  hold me
to stay and I will just go

and while I am gone you won't see 

how I shoulder  the boulders 

of detestation which you
asked me to pick up 

as my heavy load
pinning me to a countless fall.