Picture Frame

Anytime after 10 "Love" was all we could think

Write a rhyme here and there, all we could do was sing

So we put our hearts together, try to make life a song

Put possible into "Never" Let love and hate get along

It was 10:52 and all I could think Of was you.

Your dress shining pink and eyes were so blue

Making each other "tattoos" with markers and sharpies

But today we aren't even friends, now I ask you "What are we?"

It's pathetic, I scream it, With tears in my eyes

My past will come and haunt me, for my loves own demise

I know it wasn't my fault, But what i said, I didn't mean it

I can't help but blame myself for what you did, I begged, I pleaded

That what the nurse told me was anything but truthful

Now I sit at your gravestone with you in the picture frame, so beautiful.

So here I stand on the soil, the last place you now lie

Here's this rose to the future, and now my last goodbye.

Rest in peace.

Reviews

[Rana]

I don't think words could do justice to what this little piece of writing has the reader to experience, because it's unique and words are not, they're repetitive and overly used. It's something like a series of pictures, each with an emotion and making up the story in a style most effective, striking.

[Saddam]

Short and beautiful with deep feelings........

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem was short and the story in the poem was deep. You took the reader to places and thoughts. We will blame ourselves for things not done or said. I have a few graves I must visit and I feel responsible. A strong ending to the excellent poetry.
Coyote