Wondering soul of a friend, thou should come to know that I will mend. I shall not grieve the love of an essence; for I shall seize the heart of remembrance. Nay, my light will not grow blain, nor will I convey with me a stricken pain. That I will understand this parting of death to be vain. I will forever hold ye in the timeless realm that will hain. Thou, who's impregnable devotion will be my guide to the sanctum of your domain. It is by the fervent affection of our hearts that twine, that will bend our will to a greater shine. This adoration shall not be forsaken by nither demise nor time. For the light upon your heart is the ceaseless keeping of mine. From the waning flame of my heart that casts it's sorrow to and fro, I will claim the newfangled morrow you shall soon bestow. By the ebony stone that's cracked between world's, my heart will know how to unify with your province; Through the pricking of thorns nor the thickening of snow, our love will forevermore commence. Whatever the ambivalent prospects of life may unvail upon us, I will not be remorseful; For the love we have established is immortal.
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Author:
Sefrin (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: To all who should be consumed by grief, know that loss is vain. Wherever time may take us, you will hold the one you love forevermore, if that love was to both impregnable.
- Category: Love
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Some wonderful lines of comfort to remember here for those who have loved and lost. A lovely read.
I appreciate it much. I'm happy to know comfort can be found in my writing from the very one who bestows comfort.
Wonderful
Thank ye.
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