Doors Of Fragile Life

Doors Of Fragile Life

A Poem by Bubo
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For Annie.

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In Memory of Siobhan   19/11/2010


For Annie. 



Buttercups faded

and laughter cried

sipped on warm Baileys

as sun died in the sky,

meadow of heaven

reaps dust of your soul

scattered to four corners

of our mourning world.

Your smile echoes

your hidden eyes sparkle

the world is a little lonelier

                 with you gone tonight

stars don't shine quite as bright

scattered autumn leaves stranded

while darkness has lain a blanket

across doors of fragile life


As you depart into glorious light



© 2011 Bubo



Author's Note

Bubo
I write because I don't know what else to do. A wonderful woman, and a best friend to my good friend. Very very sad.

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I'm sorry for your loss and applaud you for this touching poem.

Posted 5 Days Ago


you've done well there

Posted 6 Months Ago


Beautiful. Held a lot of emotion. I'm sorry for your loss.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Ejoyable depiction of a real friend

Posted 10 Months Ago


i really felt the love for the person in this poem, i think its lovely all thesweet thibgs you put in the poem. such as, with you gone stars dont shine quite as bright. beautiful

Posted 10 Months Ago


That was so beautifully written.Absolutely Flawless

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very beautiful, silken words that soothe like a lullaby even through the sorrow. Gorgeous expression.

Posted 11 Months Ago


This is very sad, and very good.

Posted 1 Year Ago


This is a very touching elegy; your love shines through very clearly in this poem. This poem reminds me of the sentiment from the Shawshank redemption by Stephen King when one character says:

"I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. But still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend."

Posted 1 Year Ago


A beautiful poem it is:)

Posted 1 Year Ago



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