Forget Me Not

Forget Me Not

A Poem by Margarette
"

With my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.

"






Someone stroked my head

And heard a gentle voice

Whispering soothing words to me

At the entrance ceremony

 

My head was down

I could not say anything

Then I felt strangely warm

Something's about to happen

 

I closed my eyes

Shutting out all the noises

I slipped into my own world

All came rushing back to me

 

I cannot forget

The emptiness in my heart

As if my soul is still chained

Clinging to someone close

 

I cannot forget

Someone is calling me

Crying in distress

Who are you?

 

I dream vaguely of you

Hands clenched strongly

In white sheets

Is this turning into a nightmare?

 

The reflection of my own

Stood before me in my mind

I looked at it and noticed

Something odd and strange

 

There was someone beside it

That I could not fathom

A woman holding my own hands

And smiling at me

 

I cannot forget

The beating of my heart

As she slowly approached me

In those petite body of hers

 

I cannot forget

The sound of her voice

Echoing through the walls

I do not know what she meant yet

 

I may have stood alone now

In the vast hall of the university

As I opened my eyes

I realized I was not alone

 

"Now I'm alive"

Someone whispered beside me

Then stroked my head

And hugged me from behind

 

I turned and saw

A very familiar face

The image of that woman

Burned and etched in my mind

 

I cannot forget

what had happened that day

A tragic accident

That involved two persons

 

I cannot forget

The person who saved me

From the car rapidly approaching

And the bloodstained white dress

 

My tears went streaming

Past my face and onto the ground

A handkerchief was offered to me

To which embedded are my initials

 

"I'm alive."

I also whispered

And I saw her smiled

then kissed my forehead

 

I cannot forget

Her last wish at that moment

Where everything turned black

And my whole world came crumbling

 

To enter such a prestigious university

Were the words that she said

That I kept on dreaming about

Now, I'm aware of what she meant

 

My mother in her white dress

Stood beside me

I reached for the flower I have brought

And gave it to her

 

"I did it Ma.

You can now rest in peace."


© 2013 Margarette



Author's Note

Margarette
Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do.

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Wow, this is so incredibly powerful. I'm still rubbing away the goosebumps..

Posted 4 Years Ago


Margarette

4 Years Ago

Thank you! I didn't really have a clue about the ending at all. Guess, it's just unexpected.:)
I'll start with the picture. I always appreciate pretty pictures :) And the font. That's nice too. The thing you wrote in your introduction already has my interest and has given me something to think about. That's a lovely thought.

I just finished reading it. Wow. This is so beautiful! You are really good with emotions. The ending is plain amazing! There were about 2 grammatical errors which I'm sure if you go over, you can fix. Great work!

Posted 4 Years Ago


amazing, sad, and beautiful. you truley captured beauty in such a sad thing as death.

Posted 4 Years Ago


A beautiful and sad poem. Death does changes all things. I tell people. Enjoy time with family and friends. You will wish you did one day. I like the flow of thoughts and the strong ending. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


Oh wow. So powerful and poignant. I could truly feel the emotions in every line of this beautiful and heartfelt poem. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 4 Years Ago


yes things change, the shoe box's in our head shuffle their importance . what was grey and lost is now important. Time seems to have traded places in line, now that tall guy is up front and me ,you look to the inward parts of us that grow with the loss of their love.... and we hold tight.....to a puzzle,of redefining us.

Posted 4 Years Ago


This is nothing less than enchanting. Melancholy with a wonderful twist...very endearing read. Kudos.

fix 'approaching'

Posted 4 Years Ago


This was so very sad but held a light of hope. Very nicely done.

Posted 4 Years Ago


An achingly beautiful piece...I was taken aback by the final scenes and the poignancy of it all...great work Margarette :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


This is a lovely poem

Posted 4 Years Ago



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Tags: love, mother, daughter, son, mother's love, savior, tragedy, car accident, spirit, ghost, trauma, psychological

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