Her crystal tears fall, masked by the cold rain
The sky matches her misery, her sorrow and pain
She walks slowly up to the person she used to call friend
All the years she had planned, came to an abrupt end
She looks upon his picture, her vision broken by tears
She pictures holding his hand, remembers his laughter in her ears
She smiles at the painted picture, watching him smile down
And breaks down once more, drowning within her infinite doubt
She stands next to the beautiful wood, looking upon his cold face
She reaches out to his lifeless hands, holding them forever in place
Her tears drop onto his new suit he never got to wear
She kneels next to him, giving him her one final prayer
She stands next to him for a long, silent while
Until she is told, it is time for the final goodbye
She will never again see this man's face
For no picture can ever capture his beauty or grace
He is buried beneath the pouring rain
The world cries with her, feeling her pain
She walks away after giving him a final kiss
She weeps for him, and the years he will miss
She closes her eyes, holding him in her embrace
She holds his hand, welcoming the warmth and escape
The vision slowly fades and once more she is alone
Until it is her time, he'll never again come home
- Author: P.X. Vexxus ( Offline)
- Published: July 13th, 2017 03:57
- Comment from author about the poem: Grief [August 20, 2016] Story about a woman who buries the man she loved.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
Comments1
Thanks for reading 🙂 a lot of my poems are relative, especially my older ones. 😉
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