Behold thy sister - on a journey so long
behold she leaves to return no more
behold thy sister - thy only companion
remember your times for there'll never be more
wipe your tears 'cos leave she must
no matter the wail she ne'er return
begin to mourn - for your sister is dead
oh this lad shall wail but the deed is done
silence and seethe have crept in to stay
oh the emptiness of loss and sorrow to bear
to carry the load all - all alone
and pigments of grief his face to smear
his life alone - a thing to learn
his morn of mourn shall be of darkness
the pain of loss shall be his own
and his nights shall be of torment and coldness
oh! the grieving psyche of him
death has failed to complete his work
the spiritual bond is not severed
his life to mourn forever locked
What can I say? Other than loved it! Woof woof! Great writing, I must say. Your poem flows, its not verse-verse But more its like a flowing river until it reaches the ocean which is the end. Great poem,10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With beautiful words you have painted the pains of parting.Enjoyed reading your works.Looking forward to reading more of those nice verses