Keepers Of My Heart

by -Choke-On-MY-Halo-   Oct 15, 2014


Years ago they were made
in their mother's womb,
Gently growing till they were
born of a human mother.
Two virgin vixens were spoiled rotten.
Ash was the fighter and lover:
Teasing every which way,
Smart-talking back to everyone caught
in her parameter.
Now Athena was a fighter to be honest:
Fighting for what she believed was right,
Loving the rush of knowing that war could
start any minute.

They were both adored and loved
but like everything Darkness took
their souls to the ground.
The mother cried knowing that she had to
bury her children at such a young age.
The crowd that went to their funeral didn't know what to
say.
I'm sorry for your loss' 'I loved her', "She was a good friend'"
Just didn't seem enough.

She lived day by day
crying until she just couldn't
anymore. She grabbed her daughters'
stuffed animals and everything else and
burned it all. Nothing remained except
the pain in her heart.
To the keepers of her heart they would surely be
missed.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Dust Silver

    A touching poem that will surely bring tears to the reader. Losing someone is a very hard moment in ones life. The pain might go away but the memory of the people you lost will never be gone.

  • 9 years ago

    by Brittany Klein

    Wow, this is an amazing poem. It goes deep into the heart and shows so much emotion! Amazing job! ^_^ 5/5

    *~BrittBratt~*

  • 9 years ago

    by Brittany Klein

    Wow, this is an amazing poem. It goes deep into the heart and shows so much emotion! Amazing job! ^_^ 5/5

    *~BrittBratt~*

  • 10 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    Very deep ...well written

  • 10 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    What a touching poem, it is deep with loss, and the way you have kind of "told" the story so that someone who is unaware of these people, can understand the situation, but to also see the affect it has on everyone around them, and also get to know the people too. It was very touching to read.

    She grabbed her daughters
    stuff animals and everything else and
    burned it all.

    Daughters should be daughters' just to keep with the fact there are two of them. And "stuff" should be "stuffed"

    - a very powerful image right there, that tiny moment where she clings on to anything that makes her feel close to them, but then burns it all because the pain of feeling close, but not close enough, is too overwhelming.

    this poem really does go deep, and speaks of what I believe is one of the hardest losses someone can go through in life.

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