I said goodbye to your body,
Even though I wasn't by your side,
For I knew that your heart had stopped beating;
I wish I was by your side.
I'm told it was peaceful, my dear,
And I'm told that it was quick.
Nevertheless, the tears spring forth,
For a part of myself
Has been lost alongside your life.
What a time to perish...
What a time to be alive.
That time stands still tonight,
As I cry,
Though I know that your spirit stands
By my side.
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Refraction.
PoetrySo many aspects, colours and themes make up our experiences. Truly, is anything entirely good or entirely bad? Upon weighing up the positives and negatives of the past, do we not admit that even tragedy is- in a twisted sort of way- advantageous? O...
