Bereaved
“Though grief burdens one, it may lessen in time. But like an ember it keeps smoldering and from time to time, may grow into flames, burning inside”
~By Poet
Nothing remains
of a life lived together
in a world, once so full of beauty
Nothing remains
of those lovely evenings,
we rambled along the quiet country paths
Nothing remains of the twilight dusks
we listened to the invisible choir
singing for us in the descending dark
Nothing remains
of the whirlwind of love
when we rocked in gyrating motion
Nothing remains
of those blissful nights
we slept in each other’s warm embrace
Nothing remains
of the sweat we shed
to make a nest n’ feed our fledglings
Nothing remains
of the time tarried in anticipation
of our birdies returning to our nest
Nothing remains
of the times we dreamt
of magic kingdoms beyond our hills
Nothing remains
when existence was but a lovely dream
and from joy to joy uninterrupted we flew
Nothing remains
after the lid of the coffin shut
and my Love wheeled on a hearse!
How quickly life slid off its track
to immeasurable distances n’ spaces
landing me in an abyssal pit
How a winter of benumbing snow
has nudged its way
into every crack and cranny of my life
Now, I live a phantom under this roof
with awful memories barging in
like the marauding thieves!
How I search in vain
for those footprints, you have left
in the weed grown paths of my life
How I long to wash away
my grief in a surge of tears
trickling down my eyes
But Alas!
I cannot cry
My eyes are dry!
Jan.29.2023
~ Placed First~
Writing Challenge- B-Word Poetry Contest
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