A Poem To Remember: Naomi Intan Naomi

Destiny of a distant past, seen through clouded glass eyes
I saw you
But I didn't recognize
The greatest part has arrived
 A quiet carnival, such chaotic lights
blinding but comforting
wherever it gone by.
A type of loss. It's me who's losing
Heart-broken goodbyes
None are spoken
Even in this life


To Naomi Intan Naomi/NIN
a teacher i never met.