Each time the final moments come
Fear of separation from my soul creeps into me,
So much words are treasured, I'll let flow some
I'm horrified to think whether I'll ever be so near thee.
Each day when you are surrounded with arms on the field of war
I feel my life endangered lying on the rosy soft bed of fear
Each moment you are there
I'm haunted with the thoughts that I fear to even share.
I struggle..I suffocate.....I fight to live without you
This sweet sorrow runs through my veins
Leaving me numb with pains.
This time I'll let you know
When you are there fighting in your uniform for some reason
A battle is fought and lost and won at the same time
Only for you.......just to believe that you'll be by my side soon.
Author notes
I cannot even think of any situation like this for myself.....sending my love to put his life in danger. I tremble with fear. And perhaps I can't even feel what pain a wife goes through while doing this. Hats off to all the brave wives of all the soldiers from every corner of this world.
A contest entry
- "I'm scared of a lot of things but I never knew fear until I married a soldier" Quote inspired quickie by Arrianna MacEwan.
450 points, ended October 11, 2007, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Amazing
rosy soft bed of fear... I loved this poem... you really captured the raw emotion... well done
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I struggle..I suffocate.....I fight to live without you
This sweet sorrow runs through my veins
Leaving me numb with pains.
Touchy and loving....another 'wow' work from you dear, go on..
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War is not good in any sence. It leaves sorrow.One should wage a war against the war, in which we are all soldiers. There was elocution competiton during Bangladesh Liberation movement. I am studying 7th class at that time. I said spontaneously that it is not Indian, Bangladeshi or Pakistani that is killed. It is human being that is killed (You people are winning the war along with Inda). You know what happenned. My teacher kissed me profusely and said one day you become great teacher, though I have not lived upto her expectations, it gives me great joy to remember that.
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Thanks for your thoughtful comment dada. Thanks a lot for stopping by
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Very beautiful. From a military wife, thanks fm the bottom of my heart. Good luck in the contest.
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Thanks a lot for stopping by and commenting on my poem.
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Good
It is a good love poem.
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AWESOME
I struggle..I suffocate.....I fight to live without you
This sweet sorrow runs through my veins
Leaving me numb with pains.
I can relate your sorrow, this is wonderful. you are jenius.
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u like it dosto? I'm glad.....thanks for stopping by. Hugs
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Thank You so much for your write.
We do have a war of our own going on here at home.
Everyday I defend his name in the cespool that is college campus. And if that is not bad enough, then there are the lonley nights. it is a battle. Thank you again for your entry.
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