Silent cries escape your eyes
as you look upon my face,
held gently in my arms
such a gentle being.
Softly I stroke your hair
hoping to bring some sort of comfort.
Your chest rises and falls
as your breath tickles the small hairs on my arm.
Tears streaming down my face
Life is merely borrowed
With a soft cry, your body stiffens
and light seems to drain from your eyes,
eyes that not long ago
looked so happily upon this world.
And then you are gone,
taking a portion of my heart with you,
and the world seems somehow darker.
Do you know that I love you ?
In a list
A contest entry
- For those who have seen death, and know his face. 2000 points for gold, more may be added. by Lord Merlynn.
2550 points, ended June 8, 2008, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I know my darling Merlynn will definately appreciate this masterpiece. This held me captive from beginning to end. A WoW piece indeed.
Best wishes to you in the contest.
Passions
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How truly descriptive! Beautifully written, most certainly. Admiring your talent, fine poet. 
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Thank you very much ~Bret~
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