Grief

The pain, it burns my heart and consumes my soul
Like red hot iron chains constricting my chest
There is no more air; nothing important exists
My last breath the barrier between eternal rest

The minute you disappeared behind the shimmering curtain
I refused to believe that you would ever leave me
Now I do nought but exist as I am sentenced
I do not understand how the world continues to be

And the sky had forked no lightning in your absence
The ground did not shake nor heaven's vaults crack
And yet you touched my world in every place you could
All that was once yours and mine has faded and gone black

Why? How could the universe decide a fate so cruel
To determine that you should go while I stay and live on
I had decided long ago that I would be first to die
I've gone deaf at the unforgiving absence of your song

I beg, I wail and scream for this agony to end
My world has already crumbled into dust
I am last, staring at the chasm where my universe once stood
I cannot be here any longer; I will do what I must

And yet... there are just fragments that have not faded with you
And I hear your whisper in my mind with words that I must heed
I cannot forsake the earth, though fate forsaketh me
My existence can be reforged
I remember
But my grief has now been freed

Reviews

[Rick Puetter]

Dear The Hampstead Poet,

Another very interesting poem, which has been nicely executed. And we must think alike and be interested in similar topics. Most interesting.

Greatly enjoyed. High marks!

Best regards,

Rick

[The Hampstead Poet]

Thank you, I am so glad you enjoyed my poem. This was written with regards to the end of Shakespeare's King Lear, in which the old king curses the death of his daughter Cordelia.

My best regards to you!