With Me

A reply to broken requiem. When in death starts another life.

 

 

The march has ended

The eulogy ceased

The black parade reversed.

Their new life starts

            until it ends

Like me

 

 

But someone left to cry....

 

 

 

You sang with my soul

In the vacant acre where bed of grass still grows

You sat on the cold grave

with the tears on your eyes

 

Though left alone inside

Down beneath your restless dreams

You sang together with my soul

unhesitatingly

 

And you lie with me, on the acre you own

With the symphony I wrote

            Till death do us part?

            That is...

 

But reality will never rescue me

From this place I’ve just laid

I know it’s a better one

For you and I,

But your heart

            kept on beating

Leading for another new life

And I will be left alone again

 

Your cry is like the voice

shattering my hopelessness

            and made my place a better one

            ...even better now.

 

My heart stops bleeding,

            Since I was left alone,

            caged in immortality

Away from this cursed battleground

 

You revered me more for who I am

With my soul left to you...

Untroubled with my happiness

 

 

My own blood surfaced my grave

 

 

..and so as you did..

 

You bury yourself with me

            on the other side

           

 

But someone left to be happy

...forever. With me.

Reviews

[mamabear]

WOW I am speechless as well as Dalebear!
Dalebear just read it out to me over the telephone and I still had to come online and read it for myself. You are very talented.
It is soooooooooooooooo beautiful and sad........................well written. I could feel every word that was written.
Congratulations. I look forward to reading more of your work in the future.
Thank you for sharing your amazing work.

Love

mamabear x

[Dalebear]

Wow..... I am speechless this poem has tugged my heart with the moving and touching and haunting tale.....very good write

Dalebear

[None]

Your words create a deathly somber poem, your words follow through so well. "Your cry is like the voice
shattering my hopelessness and made my place a better one ...even better now."
Sadness prevails and you have a way of showing difficult emotions so well.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

A moving, haunting tale. Vivid and descriptive. There is such longing expressed here...quite lovely. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha