My Final Day Poem by Kelsea Osterman
My Final Day
I am but a girl who loved my brother.
Who loved her sister.
And who loved her country.
And if I am to be punished for what I believe in then so be it.
I am a princess who wishes to speak her mind.
And if thy are not willing to listen then I shall speak even louder.
For what I have to say needs to be heard.
My brothers died in an unfitting way.
For they each took the life of the other.
And left me and Ismene here all alone.
So hear my final words I will honor my brothers.
Both of them, in every way I believe to be true.
My brothers died and left but they left as heroes.
And because of that, I shall grant both of you
Your passage to the heavens.
I shall fight against what I am told.
I will be strong.
And now I will be soon joining you.
My brothers.
My father.
My mother.
I will be in the kingdom of Zeus soon.
Where I shall be with my family.
Where I shall look down upon
My darling sister Ismene and
Pray that she lives on the life that I wish I had.
She shall carry on the story of our family.
So that our tragic story shall never be done again.
This is my final goodbye.
This is my final stand that I shall make.
I am so sorry by the tragedy you have suffered. And by the way you conveyed your feelings in this poem, is beuatiful. It is a great that you can take your feelings and arrange them nicely in beautiful ines. Your coping with writing. You're a great person and a great writer..kudos! And if writing helps you stress out all your emotions, do it! It is better than acting on whatever thougts you may have. You have talent! Great job!
Nice way to put a sorrowful happening.Yet another good write.Good job.
There's power, passage, and resurrection in your works. Cryptic with a sliver of hope on the edge. This is astounding!
This grappling at a loss is handled by many, nothing wrong with rememberance. Y ou still need to notice life in all it; s forms..take comfort and pleasure from simple life. Explore the brighter scope that is life. Enjoy a crisp day as frost comes into being.. and write about it.
this and your previous poem and this are very much alike in my opinion but I'm not saying its abad thing. al withers typically stick to one thing that you write about. keep it up
The words are very strong and bold, and about as subtle as a sledgehammer. You're words are fantastic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Kelsea, your tragedy will not be resolved by throwing your life away. Seek professional help. Pause and think well before acting. Things can always improve although the world can be horrific it and life can also be beautiful such as poetry and friends. Do not be hasty life is sad and tragic but also joyous and beautiful. Do not give up, never give up. Resilience is one of the greatest human traits. Do not dispose of life, the greatest gift. Seek help. You are not alone as poetry the great therapy attests. Kindest regard, Danny Draper