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Three years,
It has been three long years,
I should have moved on,
Should have became indifferent.
Her bones by now should have
Turned to dusk, taking
The scent of the earth in
That ebony casket.
What of the roses
That were laid with her?
What of them now?
Have they withered away
With time or are they still fresh,
Shinning in all their glory?
What of her last dress?
Does it still have the imprint
Of her earthly form?
Shall we dig the ground to
Find out or shall we forever wonder?
Did her love really extend from
Time like she said it would?
For I have yet to feel that
Warmth once more.
Three years and nothing
Has changed.
For me, time didn't stop and
I have cease to exist.
The only objections are the
Breaths i take.
For every image reflects
Her back to me once again.
I have given up,
I had threw my sword
Down long ago but now,
Should I kneel without grace?
Would I meet you on the other
Side of those pearly gates?
Will that frown that was forever
Permanent here still take place
Up there within the clouds
Beside the angels?
Comments (1 Comments)
- Danni6565 - 01/16/2012
- This is good. =] There's a grammatical error in the second to last stanza, though. You wrote "I had threw my sword" this can be changed to "I threw my sword" or "I had thrown my sword" Besides that, though, it's a nice poem.
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