So, I won’t cry

So, I won’t cry

A Poem by MadalaJose
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I wrote this poem when my grandfather died

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A river from my eyes

Won’t germinate your soul

From the concreted grave.

A wail from my mouth

Won’t keep your from snoring

Six feet down the earth.


I don’t want to water a desert

I don’t want to shout in a wilderness

So, I won’t cry.


© 2015 MadalaJose



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Nicely expressed,flows in images through the words you write;]

Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

thank you, i appreciate
Wow! What a poem so concise and principled towards personifying the inanimate to make the message spicy enough to be conveyed. It's really cute and nice, keep this up and I still wouldn't want you to cry no matter how frustrating the situation is ( don't mind me, only making a joke)

Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

hahahhah, thank you friend for the comment
I like the imagery and the word choice is really strong. Good work!

Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

thank you for the review
I really like that expression when you spoke of a river not being able to germinate the soul. This made me think of a overwhelming grief that makes a person feel powerless. As I read this brief writing I felt that pain in my throat that losing a dear love one causes. Thank you for pouring out those feelings. Keep writing. So encouraging.

Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

Thank you May for the review
This is an incredibly powerful write, Madala!
You used beautiful imagery to describe a painful experience.

Thank you for sharing.


Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

Thank you Lara for the read, I appreciate
Well written Madala. Short and simple but packed a punch

Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

Thank you Terrence
Terrence Chang

2 Years Ago

Your welcome buddy
As I read this, I couldn't help but think of Paolo Nutini's song that he wrote after he lost his Grandfather called "Autumn." His lyrics echo a familiar helpless feeling and a quiet strength, as your poem does. Well done. I hope that writing it helped you (however it could) in your process of grieving. Know that your Grandfather lives on in you and that, surely, you make him proud every day. Hang in there.


Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

thank you very much Gaia, I apreciate
What I enjoyed most is the strength that stands steady throughout the piece.
Knowing the lost you endured makes the poem even that much more resolve.

Thank you for sharing!
Keep writing.
DB


Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

Thank you DB for the review
Beautiful, poignant words. I'm sorry for your loss Madala.

Posted 2 Years Ago


MadalaJose

2 Years Ago

Thank you for the review

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Added on September 26, 2015
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MadalaJose
MadalaJose

Lilongwe, Central Region, Malawi



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