Ghazal From My Notebook

You, What are you now that I am gone?

What are we now that I am gone?

I have been on my lonesome for the past year and four months.

What has changed since I’ve been gone?

I still think of you, every time I see a pair of Levi’s jeans or think of our old art teacher,

but your face has blurred in my mind since I’ve been gone.

I’ve replaced you

I didn’t want to, but times got hard while you were gone.

How often do you think of me, have you replaced me too

now that I’m gone?