My lips are now just silent,
But eyes speak the pain.
I wish you'd come once,
And wipe tears of rain.
These crystals flowing from eyes,
vapoured up and dried;
Until there were no tears,
But empty eyes still cried.
I still wonder where you are,
And wonder if I can chase,
From the smoke of your sillage
Still blowing on my face.
Are you a tiny drop of dew?
Or a twinkling bright star;
Are you there on lushy greens,
Or a thousand miles afar.
Are you the ashes beneath?
Or a spirit up above;
The flames of a burning desire,
Or a free snow dove.
But I know you won't like,
If I mourn and cry;
I know you are somewhere,
In a heaven beyond sky.
I am the next of kin, and
Death can't do us apart;
For you just left the world, but
still live in my heart.
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This poem is the most sensitive and subtle work of mine that comes directly from the heart. There were a lot of overwhelming emotions that I've tried to portray through my words.
Hope you like it.
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