Treasure Island

sandy kulchyski

(jan 24 1992 / Kelowna)

Grief


Grief of losing someone you love
Heartbroken and hopelessly lost
Tears running like a river

Grief of losing a home
Empty and sad
Nowhere to go

Grief of being alone
Cold and lost
Lives in darkness

Grief is different
Grief is sad
But it could be turned around
It could change into happiness

Only if you let grief,
Rule your life.
Will it be there forever?

With help by love ones
They seem to be never there
But they are there
Will grief disappear?

Submitted: Monday, October 24, 2011
Edited: Monday, October 24, 2011

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  • Vipins Puthooran (10/24/2011 12:59:00 PM)

    Grief is a part of our life when the heart meets the strife of this world that causes us to lose something..
    An excellent poem! ! ! (Report) Reply

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