For My Daughter, Nikaela

Dedicated to the daughter I lost while she was yet to be born

I am haunted by memories

Of days long gone by

The silver wisp of ghostly imprints

Linger in my mind

Transparent fingers caress my thoughts

Transports of another time

All the years have come and gone

I feel I’ve lived a lie

I think about what could have been

And all I do is cry

Full of shame, full of tears,

I seek but cannot find

My heart is empty, my days lonely,

Evidence of the crime

How things would differ had you lived

Life would be just fine

The smoke of incense fills the room

It rises in a line

I watch it form blessed clouds

And search it for a sign

To guide me through my saddened days

Until my soul can fly

I curse myself for the trust I had

How could I be so blind?

What she did to you, my love

How could she let you die?

I must find a way to live my life

And find the will to try

Instead of waiting to just pass on

And sitting round to sigh

Your life, extinguished, I must accept

And make better living mine

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

Quite the heart wrenching poetry you have here; my favorite line being: 'How could she let you die?'

[Bipolarbear.979]

Thank you. This topic is a very emotional one for me, and the poetry is my outlet.