Reminders of Me: A Rose and a Ring

by EpithetPoet   Mar 5, 2005


Feel it in my bosom
Deep interred in my chest
Quaking of the very ground
Of which my feet do rest

Yet the world is unmoving
Me standing still
Yet i feel the very fire
Of that infamous Hell

Burning deep in my soul
Tying my stomach in two
Was that very moment
When i left you

Acid in my eyes
Streaming down my face
As i fall to the ground
In this deserted place

Running my fingers
Against the barren walls
Feeling your presence
In these hallowed halls

Hearing you cry
As you clutch the ring
The ring you gave me
That happiness would bring

The rose you gave me
Wilted is its vase
Dead in its casing
Like the eyes of my face

The only two objects
To remind you of my life
Before our bliss ended
By one lowly knife

Shopping for groceries
On the little money we had
Held up at knife point
By just a small scrawny lad

You cried when i died
Heard it echoed a thousand fold
As i wept silently
Wanting you to hold

The image of you
Forever i will keep
Until you are with me in heaven
I'll forever weep

-A

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  • 19 years ago

    by Chloe

    That was beautiful. You have talent, and you sure know how to use it!

  • 19 years ago

    by «-Pale-Petals-»

    one word

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    by stephalee

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