Why (Cinquain Garland)
Heartbeats
stilled but the
echoes echo on in
memories once shared between two
sisters.
No blood
had tied the bonds
nor sealed the envelope
of friendship and of promises
entwined.
Mingled
confessions laced
nightmares, dreams, fears and hopes
the expressions of life that could
come true.
Futures
have been murdered.
Dreams of severed hearts bleed
but tomorrow fills cradles with
nothing.
Sisters
are sisters still
even after a fire
has been extinguished by faceless
questions.
Heartbeats
had tied the bonds;
nightmares, dreams, fears and hopes
but tomorrow fills cradles with
questions.
Written for a friend whose best friend was murdered.
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