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In Sorrow

In sorrow
She mourns her beloved son
What's next to follow
No one knows

In sorrow
He mourns his beloved daughter
What's next to follow
His heart is hollow

In sorrow
She mourns her beloved husband
What's next to follow
She is now a widow

In sorrow
He mourns his beloved wife
What's next to follow
His desire for life is renounced to zero

In sorrow
They mourn the passing of a dear friend
Someone they wished to be there tomorrow
It hurts without pretext, whatever sorrow sends

And we know and I know
Sorrow returns not the life's it borrows
Sorrow is a walking deadly shadow
Sorrow is the virus we dread tomorrow
Sorrow is the devils spell of lethal horrors

Therefore my dear fellows
In sorrow no more I mourn her sorrow
In sorrow
I have closed on her all my doors and windows

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

www.sylviachidi.co.uk

Submitted: Friday, May 12, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, August 07, 2012


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  • Melissa Thompson (3/22/2009 4:20:00 PM)

    this is really good sylvia, what inspired you to write this? whatever your inspirating is, hold on to it&keep it up.....melissa

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  • Aijaz Asif (9/6/2008 1:11:00 PM)

    extremely good poem.....i loved it

  • Cool Soubai (7/23/2008 8:07:00 PM)

    Good poem Sylvia keep writing and i will keep reading

  • Mohammad Al-kurdi (6/3/2008 3:59:00 AM)

    In sorrow
    That must be no follow
    This is the one
    Who, with borrow
    Talks about it
    Without being in a hollow

    So meaningfull poem of yours..sylvia chidi

  • Tony Atkins (6/25/2007 9:48:00 PM)

    that poem is my insperashon thanx i give u a coment when i put it up but heres a preveu:
    love fragiel as a rose
    hollow sorrow it douse grow
    each mineat left in life
    is equivelent to a nother knife
    and as the rose withers and dies
    so dose the harets of its admier

    i just rushed it so sory for the mistakes

  • Fred Cardinal (9/5/2006 12:50:00 AM)

    i love every word of it.. it show us that the love we share is only here for a short time.

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