TheTragedy

A cold whisper,

A dark cave,

A hollowed cry,

A somber grave,

 

A shower of rain,

The soaked dirt,

The terrible pain,

The feeling of hurt.

 

A few years later,

I still remember,

The knowledge is greater,

Since I have grown.

 

I  see now,

That what is gone,

Is just a beginning,

For the path I'm on.

 

 

Reviews

[SnailMadness]

Wow this i s really good i like the flow of it i like the shortness of the first two stanzas i think that adds a lot to the poem you are a very talented poet good job!