Grave Spring Poems

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Details | Verse |
Clear blue sky came to witness my funeral , decided to not throw any tears or any stones
Came to say goodbye to me before earth analyze my bones
Down in the river they are drowning my sins , my demons , my guilts

 Sea shattered down his waves , asking them to give me some peace
Asking angels not to trap my soul , no ...but to get it release
In the God heavens I'll regrow my soul

I'm not dieing nor alive
And no killing disease to fight so I can survive
Just killing thoughts which is controlling my fate and my path

Copyright © Dalia Shahein | Year Posted 2016

Details | Blank verse |
Neither you nor your love
Is any more with me
Perhaps we cannot be
One, in this sorrowful world
The heart frequently
Convinces me
The end of this life
Would be a new hope
To meet you 
In the world above
But it is not easy
To kill the heart
Which is the abode
Of your smile broad
You loving touch
And your unsolved knot
What you feel 
Is hard to imagine
For, you never revealed
Your heart’s intention
And no pacifying reason
To end the love season
Was it destined?
Sure as the weather and wind
That it will change
And the winter will have
A fearful revenge
By falling all the leaves of love
Turning them
Into pale of pain
And drying them
Into the tormented plain
Flying them away from you
With the wind of
Unkind differences
Now the corpse of love 
Buried deep inside
Waits for the spring
To again bring
A new sapling of love
From the deep to 
Lightened above

Copyright © V P Mahur | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |
I've heard roots digging underground for me'
they need my concentrated pain to blossom
in whispered scent of angels bringing Spring
and pure white Hope of finding ageless Love...


Copyright © iolanda Scripca | Year Posted 2017