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the sin in suffering

If I could take away the pain
and make a story change track,
If it could stem the flow of tide
to chase the darkness back

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To see the devastating agony 
that tears apart your soul, 
here, I'll keen beside your body 
wishing It could make you whole 

Nobody deserves these losses 
that heaped upon your door, 
I know if I looked sometimes, 
I'd discover you curling the floor

My dearest sweetest friend 
I can feel your pain from here, 
know if I had white wings 
you'd always have me near 

My heart is filling with tears 
the ones you've shed today, 
I'll hold them close forever 
until my last dying day

Your love, it held them dear 
it shone with exhaustion's eyes, 
you've done an impossible feat
its written there in the sky

Their love will keep you strong 
when the pain, eats at your core, 
and just when you think it's better 
grief will overcome you once more 

And when the darkest days 
start to hit you with a thud, 
don't worry my dear friend 
I'll be there, we're best buds 

So now, silence will be in our ways
until life's hands draw you back in, 
Yes, I'll sit with you and suffer 
even when the ices turns thin. 

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And if the Gods made me chose
I'd say, Grief is the hardest pain, 
other than a comforting shoulder
nothing will ever seem the same.  

My best friend lost her husband last Christmas, the day before yesterday she lost her mum, 
This is just my way of letting her know she will never be alone. The suffering is nearly unbearable. 

For Carolyn from Jayne love you infinitly. 









  

Copyright © Jayne Eggins | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse | |

Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber

Copyright © Courtney Courtney | Year Posted 2013

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Colours

The detail lowered the colors:
That weathered flag with stripes and stars,
That had crossed so many borders
In declared and undeclared wars.

Young soldiers debark for glories.
The detail lowered the colors.
Old survivors tell their stories
Of comrades who died in valor.

We refused to doubt their honors,
Though causes have been disputed.
The detail lowered the colors,
While veterans were saluted.

To the widows, kind words were said.
The rifle squads rendered honors,
Then respectfully Taps were played.
The detail lowered the colors.


20140625.  Note--'colors' means not only shades and tints of frequencies of light, but also refers to to a national flag in a military formation.

Copyright © Mark J. Halliday | Year Posted 2014

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Last Kiss

My heart finds it curious,
That my eyes just can't cry today.

For they've been worn out these past few weeks,
From all the pain, and downpour of rain,
	-I just feel so drained.

I don't mean to complain,
Please I was honored to have you
For as long as I did...
But you're lying in the ground,
	-Somewhere,
And my heart just can't get over it.

But maybe just maybe,
Today could be the first day,
	-Since you went away,
That I was able to smile,
Is that possible for me to do?
Or is that selfish,
Would you do the same,
	-If you were me too?

And my heart finds it curious,
That He'd allow you to leave me like this,
I think what hurts the most...
I can't remember..
	-Our last kiss.

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2015