Etched deep in my heart was a wound I hid,
Her presence, just embers, but burning in the sky.
Everything near her felt safe, warm, like a happy kid,
But I never knew she'd someday whisper goodbye.
Tainted memories stuck on replay,
A familiar tranquil of her voice calling,
She's out there, somewhere, at her favourite bay,
But the day she never came left me falling.
I held my heart together for her,
Still breathing, with no reason left to live,
My vision slowly started to blur,
Grieve took me in as I wore her treasured sleeve.
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Author:
Cirawrites01 (
Online) - Published: April 16th, 2025 10:32
- Comment from author about the poem: Been so long since i wrote a poem and i was inspired by this image on instagram...Enjoy !
- Category: Love
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Comments1
That's a wonderful write of how love may carry on living even after death, beautifully written and expressed, enjoyed
Awwe tanks soo much and im glad u understood the concept of the poem that i was trying to portray.
You are very welcome
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