The man drove down the road,
And the woman laid in her bed.
He rushed through the falling snow,
And he hoped that she wasn't dead.
His thoughts were on his sickly wife.
He rushed to get home to her.
He'd been called away on business,
From where his wife and children were.
She'd been diagnosed some months ago,
And her end was drawing near.
He didn't want her to ever leave,
Down his face ran a solitary tear.
He'd talked to her that morning,
She said she would be waiting there.
He couldn't wait until the time,
His fingers could run through her fiery hair.
She tried to stay awake,
To hold on for another day,
But her disease was against her,
It slowly took her breath away.
He rushed into the house,
With a smile upon his face.
He passed by the wooden table,
With the cover made of lace.
He walked into the room,
Preparing to say hi.
But instead, he had to say something else,
He had to say good bye.
Her breathing was short and shallow.
Her heart was beating fast.
After only a few minutes,
To Heaven, her soul had passed.
He gathered up her hand,
And held it tightly in his grasp.
"I'll love you forever, doll."
Is all that he could rasp.
He kissed her cooling lips,
And moved away a piece of hair.
The love that they had shared,
Was beautiul and rare.
They put her in the ground,
Away from his loving eye.
"This must be how it feels..." he sobbed,
"When your love and heart both die."
He walked away from the graveyard,
And began clutching at his chest.
He fell upon the ground,
And his tattered soul was laid to rest.
He went up into Heaven,
And there, his love, he saw.
He walked right up to her,
And said, "I love you doll."
They tightly embraced each other,
Clutching the other in their hold.
They began to walk hand-in-hand,
Down the street of gold.
Author notes
Hate and Lies
A contest entry
- Prewrite " SPECIAL" by wingsofgold25.
450 points, ended May 17, 2007, 123 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - O.o Anything Goes o.O by vampireblood.
430 points, ended May 26, 2007, 76 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This ts a vvery good poem although so sad.
Thank you for entering the contest.
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Thank so much for the comment!
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Wow, this was such a sad write. It was so sad as well, I found myself almost crying, but in the end they were together. Nicely done, THanks for entering and best of luck to you in my contest.
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Thank you so much for the lovely comment! I'm glad that you liked it so much!
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WOW *Tear*
You have such a gift for romantic poetry. its incredible. I can confidently say this is the first meanigful poem I've read in about a year. alot of people on here complain alot about their own lives, its refreshing to hear a narative like this that is so close to perfection. Ive read it like 5 times already your offically my favorite poet. *Happy Dance*. thanks for making my day. Tim Aka ChildofTheNight
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Thank you so so much for the wonderfully beautiful comment! You made me so happy when you said that you liked it so much! I'm so glad that you've been enjoying my poetry! I hope you enjoy much more of it!
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this is kind of sad..but pretty at the same time. We all love happy endings don't we? I like the line about his tattered soul.
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Thank you so much for the lovely comment! I'm glad you liked it, and yes, I agree, we all love happy endings... most of the time! lol
~Mon Amour Ange
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Awww this is wonderful.What a timless story and what great rhyme!I love that last line,"Down the street of gold."Also what an intresting concept,dying of heartbreak.Nice job!
Melissa
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting, it means a lot that you enjoyed it so much!
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The yellow-brick road, eh?
Wonderful poem, it's extremely powerful. I have one little suggestion: in line 2, shouldn't laid be lay? Because laid implies that some one else put her there...
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precious and valuable
the gilt edged things attaract the inner soul in streams of pleasure.
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This is so beautiful. I'm speechless and smiling. I don't know what to say except stanzas 6, 10, 11, and the last one are my favorites. Keep up the amazing work!
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Thank you so much for the comment! I'm glad you liked it!
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