Weep Poem by Holly Heron
Weep
Feel,
Hear,
Sense,
Do what feel's right,
Then weep.
Weep for my departure,
Weep for my release,
Weep for the last breath,
That has yet to pass my lips,
Feel the spirit leave my body,
Hear the stillness of my heart,
Sense my sweet relief.
Then weep,
For a life thats passed,
And a fate so cruel,
But for my sake soon stop your weeping,
And save it for the next time I am lost.
This is very nice. Kind of reminds me of 'Do not Stand at My Grave and Weep' (Anon) if you know it. A moving poem, Holly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 3:25:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dear Holly, It's refreshing to hear the plaints from the youthful souls on matters of the heart. A truly strong effort indeed. Gregory