Mournful Dirge

Why have you disappeared?
It's like all of my limbs have been sheared.
The world has now fallen away
And I let out a pitiful bay
The pain is like no other
And my mind threatens to smother

The world moves on without delay
As if you were not mislaid today
Many move on without a second thought
While I am fraught and distraught
I am nothing but a mourning dove
And I wish to be with you, my love
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Gauthier Avatar
October 22, 2018 at 4:09 PM
Lovely mournful poem, Ifechukwu. Congrats on your top win.
Ezeokoli Avatar
October 24, 2018 at 3:14 PM
Thank you very much!
Dietrich Avatar
August 8, 2018 at 2:39 PM
Yes, this really fits the description of a dirge. Filled with the beautiful language of one mourning in poetic fashion! Thanks for visiting my Cinder Girl!
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