Death changes those
Who are left behind
Who pine for and mourn
The demise of the one
Who was their own
When death takes a loved one
It cripples the ones bereft
Stealing their dreams
Waning their smiles
Dulling the sparkle of their eyes
It bores a hole
In their heart
Which only time can repair
And leaves a scar forever
Reminder of the pain they endure
This is the truth. The dear and loved one are the permanent sufferers in one's death. Nicely done. Thanks for posting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem depicts the naked truth that can be very well generalized! A thought provoking poem! Well penned!