Reflections: A Lonely Life of Death
The heart and mind meld this time
I would that I bleed, not cry
Bleeding tells them my body hurts
Crying reveals my heart and soul hurt
The tree of life is uncertain and short
Season in; season out, my life; your life
Is like a vapour, only musters to vanish into thin air
A hidden life speaks essence, yet is shortlived
The joy of happy moments
Is having one to revel in them with
To watch the mountain flowers bloom alone,
Is as sad, painful as a growing thorn in the flesh
The hurting body forthwith heals
Sadness in the heart, may never heal
A frostbite that can metamorphose into death
May subside with one to comfort the sadness at night
Are you affrighted of death? Everyone dies
Are you affrighted of loneliness? Sadly we are lonely
Does it hurt to be wounded or cry? We have our times
Does it hurt to move on? We get by everyday
When we find our way to something new
The memories of the old oft tend to conflict
None can replace a life once and for all truly loved
Huge is the tree of life with its roots deeply buried in lonesome mud and silence
About this poem
This poem takes a brief course into the unsure journey of life from the standpoint of loneliness and hurt owing to the death of a companion and also the attempt to conceal this sad feeling with either physical scars on the body or express it through tears so as to in the end find comfort for a seeming "weak life" yet strengthened in silence.
Written on December 09, 2023
Submitted by akinwolesam2 on December 10, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 1,060 |
Words | 210 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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