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I See You In the Earth, Wind and Sky

I See You In The Earth, Wind And Sky


Darling, cut my throat if you think it best
these past days and nights I never rest
I rummage in the photo albums you gave
for a picture to lay on your lonely grave
At night I sit in bed and endlessly stare
looking for you my darling everywhere

Sweetheart, I kept you favorite perfume
I spray it everywhere in our bedroom
Your pillow I hold so close all night
futile is my miserable longing plight
I know death has you in its hidden cage
some nights I beat the walls in my rage

I see you in the earth, wind and sky
your lost beauty makes me weep and cry
Why, why did you take all those pills
our life was great, you needed no thrills
That tragic morn you failed to ever wake
I stupidly tried my own sad life to take

Darling, you would have been twenty-three
I was there for you but you were not for me
Curse the pain you have cast into my heart
no more life or family we promised to start
I sleep each night in your old antique bed
missing you, hugging your soft pillow instead

Darling, this letter will be my very last write
pistol is loaded, I'll drop the hammer tonight.

R.J. Lindley
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
January 15, 2017 at 8:34 AM
Very dramatic poem, Robert. But so full of realism that it grabs hold of the reader and forces us to look at this gripping poem. Bravo! Well done, excellent poetry. So dynamic and engrossing. Love this poem. Love and peace to you.
Sirak Avatar
April 4, 2015 at 2:00 PM
Fantastic! Passionate and sad. Shades of Romeo and Juliet. I would worry but this is obviously fiction; you have your wife and family.
Lindley Avatar
April 4, 2015 at 2:18 PM
Thank you my good friend. Yes shades of Romeo and Juliet but was written with somebody else in mind from far in my past. Imagination based upon real life events, except she did not die.
A. Sharma Avatar
April 1, 2015 at 10:30 PM
What a passionate write Robert! Trust u dont do what u said in last two lines!
Lindley Avatar
April 4, 2015 at 2:16 PM
Pure fiction my friend. Thanks for commenting!
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