First Eternity

Yorke

The destination is announced...

...I feel his embrace,
but he does not hold me,
he is there to be held,
there

is

no

support,


no counsel,
and no consolation.


This journey is his,
and his alone.

His hold weakens,
his embrace is fragile,

and futile.

 

His footsteps grow distant...

...all that he ever was floods through me...

...and my heart beats

because 

his 

is 

no 

more.

  • Author: Yorke (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 22nd, 2016 15:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Elegant_Style

    wow, this has such a deep message.... so lovely!!

    • Yorke

      Thank you, I appreciate your kind reply.

    • Augustus

      This can be interpreted in so many ways. I enjoyed it.

      • Yorke

        Thank you very much for reading and replying

      • Mari

        Beautiful poem having a touching end.

        • Yorke

          Thank you very much



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