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LEAVING MY LOVELY
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Dealing with the loss of mom No one can stop this fast black train. I feel sick insane. My soul is aching.
She runs through me in flashes. No more smiles or sorries. How could anyone relate to your sorrow.
Your burning rage with a million fist. I could throw. Kneel down in my corner, my pity pool. Dripping
wet. Feels like forever until I see you again, If ever. Closing your eternal eyes lost in release. Undo
these cuffs that bound your wrist. They no longer grasp you to prepare you for death. Unleash your
sweet soul. My mad soul. Tired and ready. You sleep so lovely under bright lights. No more tears for
fears of them leaving you behind. Where's the rewind? Are you floating above in a beautiful bliss?
Do you have wings of silver blowing us a kiss? Stories bring me to ease. The times of your life you
felt you could breath. You were lovely. Something needed you to leave. I see you in dreams but
nightmares to. Letting go is never going to do. Rest sweetly my love. I will carry you with me on
and on and on.
What feeling comes across
What feeling comes across here!!! Life has it's ways of making us touch what is real--- love. Wonderful write!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you so very much.
Thank you so very much.
Rabherself82
Thank you so much. Means a
Thank you so much. Means a lot.
Rabherself82
Your touching poem.
No doubt, there are people who say they can feel your pain.
I'm sure they do.
I feel it, on a level I cannot express, except through poetry.
My mother, passed a few years back.
Yes. Death of someone near
Yes. Death of someone near changes us deeply. I appreciate you reading. Ty so much.
Rabherself82