Grief that weighs like a stone.

Grief that weighs like a stone.

A Poem by Underwater Sunlight

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million times I've shed my tears
For still, her touch I miss.
Without her death, we could have lived
Unbridled in our bliss.

Our future lives were sold to grief,
I'm hostage now to pain.
That jocund voice no longer sings,
My pleas, I cry in vain.

My fingers arc with shaky hands
The letters on her stone.
I'm puzzled why we both exist
Dissected and alone.

For I, with time, shall never rest,
Nor ever feel complete.
Until that day at rapture's gate
When once again we meet.

© 2019 Underwater Sunlight

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Added on November 27, 2013
Last Updated on January 28, 2019

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