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Remembrance
by Alisa JsI know how you feel
Yet, what can I say
Except the same things you've heard
At least a hundred times, if not more
What can you do
When your hearts been ripped out
And laying there, dead on the floor
Not beating, how can it?
When the one thing that helped is no longer here
I know what its like
To think that maybe, just maybe
He'll come around that corner,
But its nothing but shadows
A painful memory
I've been there
Laying without tears
As they've all leaked out and vanished to somewhere, who cares?
Like the warmth in the night
When all is so quiet
And all you had to do was reach around
And bask in those eyes
Full of love,
Bursting with trust
Now, suddenly
Nothing
But you
If I could make it better, you know I would
Turn back the hands of the clock
To a better day when the sun still smiled
When the evening breeze was met with ...
Those beautiful eyes, now gone
That beautiful coat so warm and alive,
The one who filled your heart full of love
I remember only too well ... 04/14/2007 Author's Note: Dedicated to a friend who recently lost a pet
Posted on 04/15/2007
Copyright © 2024 Alisa Js
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Scott Utley on 04/15/07 at 02:32 PM This reminds me The New Yorker Magazine and thier poem offerings, very beautiful, somehow, I don't want to know about who it's dedicated to, without that I wonder a bit more, which is a good thing. Excellent expression of compassion and loss. |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 04/18/07 at 07:41 AM This one is just downright sad. Just reaching down and ripping your heart out sad, "To think that maybe, just maybe
He'll come around that corner,
But its nothing but shadows
A painful memory"
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