A collection of poetry on death, dying, healing from loss and bearing it throughout your life. Poems written for all those destined to die by one whose fate is just the same.
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Started: 1/01/2023
Ended: 29/07/2023
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I remember still, Our moonlit walks, Your sunny smile, And your rose red lips.
I remember still, Our morning talks, Your brownish waves, And how they fell upon your shoulders.
I remember still, Our love filled stares, Your unsaid admiration, And passion within.
I remember still, Your bewitching frame, How I had tried to replicate it upon the canvas, And failed miserably at it.
I remember still, How I had expressed my feelings, With your favourite rose and book, And how you blushed like the flower itself, agreeing to my proposal.
I remember the still, Our first kiss, Amongst the desert winds, And how the shadow of the sphinx stood the testimony of our relationship.
I remember still, Our longish waits Before each meet, And the power of your embraces whenever you saw me.
I still remember our engagement ring, The solitary diamond in the platinum spiral, The way it sparkled but could never surpass, The gleam of your gait.
I remember still, The swish of the bullet, That pierced your precious heart, And how you saved me with that final push, using the last of your reserves.
I remember still, The blare of the sirens, The red and white of the ambulance, And how the doctor declared your fate no sooner had we reached the hospital.
I remember still, The grayish day, The black clouds and the rain, And how the creation wept with me for the loss of an angel.
I remember still, What all of them said, That to move on is the only cure, And how holding on to your memory shall hinder my career.
But they know not what you are to me, They do not know how I'm dead already, For you are my muse, my forever muse, Without you I'm a body without its soul.
