Falling

"Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed When you say best friends means friends forever."

The yellow and red leaves
drift away from the trees
like friends drift apart
after a bad party.
Sometimes they pick up where they left off
sometimes they don't.
The leaves fall like ashes
from a burning building,
the same way friends fall from
the top of relationships,
burning down before their eyes.
Eventually, the fire departments leave
and let it burn to the ground.
There's no hope for the people inside.
There never was.
The tree and the leaf have a relationship
only broken by time.
The ash and the fire have a relationship
only broken by air.
It's the question of making memories
with someone that you know will leave you
or never making memories at all.
Maybe I would be better off alone.
I could live in an apartment in
New York, work at home or at the
bakery across the street.
I would never let myself meet you
because looking back on everything
I can see that it's been too long.
Time has shown its power
and I'm drifting away.
Falling like ashes from a fire.

Reviews

[Sarah]

Very interesting poem that contemplates whether or not temporary friendships are even worth it - as, one day, you'll need to split up. It's best summarized in the lines "It's the question of making memories / with someone that you know will leave you / or never making memories at all." Great job capturing this confusion and sadness over the eventual end of a majority of relationships. Excellent use of symbolism as well with the fire and leaves! =)

[Picture of Poetry]

This is a wonderful poem, one of my favorites too though. I love it. I especially love the ending line, "Falling like ashes from a fire." I like how in that line, the first word starts witha dn "F" and the last word starts with an "F". Very nice. LOVE this poem, Ben! Great!