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Any Souls Can Make You Crumble

Any souls can make you crumble A soul can get connected to another, Be it a person or an animal, Heres a little piece of the pain we feel, I walked in and you wasn’t there to greet me, That was a little strange I thought, Because for two years you have greeted me at the door, I went looking for you, now I wish I didn’t see, You laid still and breathless, Your yellow eyes showed no life, Your soul had left its shell behind, I laid down beside you and wished it wasn’t true, I pulled you into me and my heart ripped in two, I closed your eyes and wished you a safe journey, No more will I see the love and caress in your eyes, No more kisses will I reserve, has I sit here and write this, No more meowing to me, your way of telling me something was wrong, I wasn’t here to save you, like the day you was born, You laid still and breathless too, I change the path god had chosen for you, Now god called you home. I’m so sorry mj I wasn’t here, To ease your pain, My little fluffy friend, 11/02/15

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Date: 2/12/2015 6:41:00 PM
What a dear sweet sad loving poem. Beautiful poem that his close to home. Thank you
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Date: 2/11/2015 4:57:00 PM
"Your yellow eyes showed no life, Your soul had left its shell behind, I laid down beside you and wished it wasn’t true, I pulled you into me and my heart ripped in two" When I found my Spy, this is exactly what I did too! How strange. He had yellow-green eyes, a very dreamy cat. It was hard to see the life gone from his eyes. A painful experience, but it strengthened me.. I understand your feelings and emotions. Love your work. Always, Laura
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Date: 2/11/2015 4:52:00 PM
This really touches me deeply... I lost a very dear friend of mine last year in October. He was all black; his name was Spy. This is a dear poem to a very dear furry friend. Spy and I, our souls were definitely connected. It may sound crazy, but he was my best friend. He understood me better than actual people at times. I find this poem close to my heart. Is is always hard to lose a loved one. May sweet mj rest in peace. you saved this cat time on earth. What a blessing! Always, Laura
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Davina Browne
Date: 2/11/2015 6:00:00 PM
how weird my cat was all black too and he passed away nov 2014 on the 28th, so I think we have something in common, he knew me so well like I did him, bless it be dee

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