Forget Me NotA Poem by MargaretteWith my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.Someone stroked my head And heard a gentle voice Whispering soothing words to me At the entrance ceremony
My head was down I could not say anything Then I felt strangely warm Something's about to happen
I closed my eyes Shutting out all the noises I slipped into my own world All came rushing back to me
I cannot forget The emptiness in my heart As if my soul is still chained Clinging to someone close
I cannot forget Someone is calling me Crying in distress Who are you?
I dream vaguely of you Hands clenched strongly In white sheets Is this turning into a nightmare?
The reflection of my own Stood before me in my mind I looked at it and noticed Something odd and strange
There was someone beside it That I could not fathom A woman holding my own hands And smiling at me
I cannot forget The beating of my heart As she slowly approached me In those petite body of hers
I cannot forget The sound of her voice Echoing through the walls I do not know what she meant yet
I may have stood alone now In the vast hall of the university As I opened my eyes I realized I was not alone
"Now I'm alive" Someone whispered beside me Then stroked my head And hugged me from behind
I turned and saw A very familiar face The image of that woman Burned and etched in my mind
I cannot forget what had happened that day A tragic accident That involved two persons
I cannot forget The person who saved me From the car rapidly approaching And the bloodstained white dress
My tears went streaming Past my face and onto the ground A handkerchief was offered to me To which embedded are my initials
"I'm alive." I also whispered And I saw her smiled then kissed my forehead
I cannot forget Her last wish at that moment Where everything turned black And my whole world came crumbling
To enter such a prestigious university Were the words that she said That I kept on dreaming about Now, I'm aware of what she meant
My mother in her white dress Stood beside me I reached for the flower I have brought And gave it to her
"I did it Ma. You can now rest in peace." © 2013 MargaretteAuthor's Note
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Added on April 7, 2013Last Updated on April 9, 2013 Tags: love, mother, daughter, son, mother's love, savior, tragedy, car accident, spirit, ghost, trauma, psychological AuthorMargaretteAboutHello everyone! I do not know anything that might interest you in my life right now but I am proud to say that I mostly write narrative poetry especially those that depict reality and principles of li.. more..Writing
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