Just that one photo of hers made him cry
He loved her so much and now she had died
Alone and sad, now he wanted to die
Each time he looked at the photo he cried
Leaning on the door thinking of his love,
About his dead wife he kept thinking of
He felt like the only man alone now
He sat on his bed and gave a sad cough
Broke the photo, tried not to think of her
But only her nice face came to his mind
He closed his eyes, shed another tear
The past, good memories he did rewind
Once again to his mind came the photo
To heaven he also wanted to go
-Gaurang Rao
Written for - http://magpietales.blogspot.com/
…Gaurang this is amazing write… you did pull the right amount of sadness and bitterness here… within those 14 lines, i can feel your heart though young it may seem… good job on the sonnet and the prompt.(:
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~Kelvin
Very sad! Photos evoke so many memories.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Jabblog and think as she does about your poem.
ReplyDeleteThis just breaks my heart, beautiful and deeply emotionally
ReplyDeleteEmotive, effective.
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ReplyDeletebeautiful tale on it.
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:) nicely done
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