Knocking down doors, pushing open windows, hoping to get
some fresh air and not be strangled by a stagnant amount
of putrid deathly pollution.
Vacancies in life, left empty with nothing to fill them
up, life having left itself on the doorstep of emptiness
because the love of your life has been taken by death.
Held in his dark embrace, not letting go, taking love
beyond the banks of life's rivers where all feelings and
emotions are carried out to sea.
Leaving you bereft and alone, devastated by the intense
sentiments now not being met, suddenly corralled in the
circle of sorrow, hoping against all hope that there
will be a reprieve in the not so distant future.
Living and dying in a single moment as the one who has
held your heart for a lifetime, departs from this earthly
life without you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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