Cries Into The Night

I shall be there in spirit..... everyone deals with death in a different manner... another one of my poems shortly after mom's passing... the first year of seaons, holidays, etc.... everything.... if I could have "skipped" over, I would-

 

 

To sit upon your tombstone -

Listening to sounds of death

Depressed because of fall's arrival

 

Please come back for a day-

I desire to hear your voice   

whisper love into my ear

 

To see the burning sunrise-

Listening instead of talking

Afraid of cold air approaching

 

Winter resembles your death-

Breathing into the cold air

Searching for your image

 

Skipping over spring and summer-

Beautiful birds and flowers

Looking away from their beauty

 

To shut my mouth for awhile-

Opening my eyes for only a day

Blundering my soul with reality

 

Mommy, "Please come back!"

Hear my cries in the night

Take me with you forever

 

-Cries Into The Night- 

 

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

Life must go on. Sam

[jakelsen]

This is heartfelt and moving. Your pain at your mother's loss is obvious in every line. One typo: You say,
To sit upon your tombstone -Listening to sounds of death Depressed because of falls arrival. That should be fall's arrival, since it's possessive.

Good job.

[Mariana Silva]

That is utterly..depressing...the emotion in your poem simply cannot go questioned. You wrote a wonderful poem