I sit next to your grave and with a heavy heart, I say good bye.
I must let your ghost form its cage and let it fly high.
I must let you go so I can move on with my life.
I don't want to cry myself into a grave next to you.
So with my last Mournful breath in me I let you go.
I shed tears that seem to bleed from eyes that I thought tears could no longer fall form.
I kiss your tombstone one last time leaving my black lipstick marks all over the sign of your new home.
And with my one last breath in me I let you go, my love.
Maybe some day I will see you again.
Maybe when I die you'll be forgiven and will be together again.
Maybe when I have my last breath you'll be there to hold my hand, when i have to walk through he land of shadows and death.
I must let your ghost form its cage and let it fly high.
I must let you go so I can move on with my life.
I don't want to cry myself into a grave next to you.
So with my last Mournful breath in me I let you go.
I shed tears that seem to bleed from eyes that I thought tears could no longer fall form.
I kiss your tombstone one last time leaving my black lipstick marks all over the sign of your new home.
And with my one last breath in me I let you go, my love.
Maybe some day I will see you again.
Maybe when I die you'll be forgiven and will be together again.
Maybe when I have my last breath you'll be there to hold my hand, when i have to walk through he land of shadows and death.
Author notes
This is one more for my fallin love letting him see that I will move on as he had wished me too. by delilah figueroa
Written November 6th, 2005
A contest entry
- for woman only by Mrs. C..
500 points, ended December 17, 2008, 43 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Sitting beside my beloved Amaranth, against her headstone
I, a living weed-like carcass, amongst a garden of the dead
My bloods too, long grown cold, save for the rums heat
The ecstasy of last summer seems as if an eternity ago
The taste of her warm kiss and true love forever lost
Replaced by the angered December winds' chilling bite
I watch the falling snow dance and flutter
Lifeless butterflies free of grief and hate
Playing amid this white world of desolation
My eyes are frozen open with melancholy tears
Staring, unblinking into the grey sky
Yet I see nothing, but her face
Euphoria that is all I pray for
As I drink from my second bottle
Hoping to heal fractured memories

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i see you added your own twist to my poem, i like it.. i am sorry you have lost someone too
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Something I wrote a while back.
Your two pieces reminded me of it. -
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i don't know if that is a good or bad thing
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aesthetically, it wasn't perfect. long lines kinda compressed are hard to read on a PC in a dark room, but that's my fault.
the write itself was very good though, lots of emotion and tears eminante from this piece. Whether or not they were intended.
i loved this write, it's definatly a shoe in. Good luck with the competition!
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HOW BITTER SWEET THIS BE
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makeded me cry
makeded me cry mommy
but i loved it just the same as it was not that long ago that i had to let a loved one go aswell.
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awe, this is so bitter sweet and sad. beautifully writen, full of emotion. nicely done, i almost started crying. it just shows how you can miss someone, not want to move on, even though they would have wished it, you just can't seem to let go.
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I really like this poem. It has emotion. That's what makes it a good piece. Can't wait to read more of your work.
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