Goodbye Zoe
In memory of my dear friend
With a road between us
You shouted your number
And that was how our friendship begun
The past no longer cumbered
As quizzical as it may be
How I was so behind in years
You never failed to see
The way our hearts cohere
Now I am left with your strokes on papers
Ever as debonair as you were
Even after your untimely departure
Your words have never been clearer
I shudder at the thought
of never hearing from you again
But in a silence so distraught
I know you are no longer in pain
Somewhere past the Karman line
Is where your new world will start
I hope you will give me a sign
That you are now amongst the stars
About the Creator
Ashley Tong
If I were a painter, linguistics would be my palette, and poetry my favourite brush. If I were an artist, nature would be my muse, and music my companion, and I shall endeavour to depict life as I see it.
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