I carry your words.
I remember your voice,
It's like poison choking my neck,
To the depth of my soul,
My heart is bleeding,
When I reminisce of you,
No fate, for you are my tears,
To my last breath.
I carry you as a secret, for you are sacred,
You the heart of matter,
That matters in my heart,
No tears, for you are my tears,
Years come, year gone,
As my hair turns grey.
Here is the core,
To the volcano that erupts,
So deep in my soul,
Torning it apart,
To the sky of the sky,
Like a jigsaw puzzle.
But to my deepest confession,
I'm missing you mama,
Just as the wonder that kept the stars apart,
I still wonder why you departed from me?
I miss my mama, too, even though I have lived much longer than she ever lived to be. Please read my poem MEMORIES OF MOTHER. I enjoyed this poem very much. Thanks for sharing it.
for you are my tears, To my last breath. I carry you as a scret, for you are sacred, I'm missing you mummy, After reading your poem i was just thinking how lucky you mummy to have such a loving daughter who writes poems about her. wonderful poem dear Poetess. Tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gone! ! But, i still remember your voice. Nice piece of work.
Thanks for a perusal