Tragic little girl
The angels took you away
Now you play in dreams
Shining bright
Tragic little girl
Your room a shrine
To the toys
That play no more
Tragic little girl
Playing in the clouds
Watching mummy
Hoping
Tragic little girl
Screaming
Mummy please
Don’t kill me
Tragic little girl
Breathing slowly
A mother's kiss
Tears on the pillow
Tragic little girl
New baby
Toys are alive
Whilst the cradle rocks.
- Author: Paul Bell (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 19th, 2022 03:25
- Category: Sad
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Comments6
Well the fourth stanza honestly surprised me, especially with the original context I gave the previous one. This worked really well, Paul!
Thanks PPD.
that these words
are someone's daily, reality
of an embattled life
is heart wrenchingly, obscene!
in the words of Bukowski:
''Pain is absurd, because it exists
nothing more.''
from 'the tragedy of the leaves'
(a memorable read, dear Poet
thank you!)
Sure sad for anyone losing a child.
Yeesh, such a sad journey. I know maltreatment and neglect during childhood can leave serious scars, and this was an example of that. But the end seems to be the fact that this little girl now has a child of her own, and hopefully she can start anew.
Kids never get a break
To lose one yet have another requires great courage. Your tragic tale shows the strength of the human spirit. A terrific poem. - Phil A.
Thanks, MF27
My mother lost 3 daughters. Unimaginable pain.
That must have been hard on your mum.
Very sad words Paul. Children should always be protected and loved.
Andy
Yes, definitely.
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