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Sorrow Drowns The Living And A Soul Dies

Sorrow Drowns The Living And A Soul Dies

A Poem by storiestotell

















Tears fall like rain on a dreary day,

I yearn to feel your breath

flowing on my cold dead body.

I beg the God above

to let me swim in the deepness

of your eyes

one more time.

I wish to rewind,

go back to days when I felt my

heart beat with life.


I remember crimson days

when our blood

pumped as one.

Kisses on my lips were



and loving.

Now I'm shriveling away

like the last rose you gave me

on my birthday.


Your face is printed

forever in the depth

of me.

It's true

my love,

sorrow drowns the living,

and a soul



Days without you

numbs me to nonexistence.

I'm broken forever,


not even a new love can

glue me back together.

I lay at the head

of your grave

bruied eternally in your love.

© 2012 storiestotell

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Congratulations. You brought me to tears.


Posted 6 Years Ago

I felt every word of this. I have that last rose that was given to me on my birthday and I have that grave site that I too visit. I decided long ago that I could not be buried with him but will always love him. Beautiful.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Good one..

Posted 6 Years Ago

Very tragic. The loss of a loved one can destroy a person. This really pulls the reader in, it did me anyway.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Stunning work. Pain is portrayed in all its intensity and effect. Well done.

Posted 6 Years Ago

geeeeeze.... **grabs tissue from desk** can feel the hurt screamin in these lines.... you captured the despair perfectly!!!

Posted 6 Years Ago

love this poem's emotional honesty

Posted 6 Years Ago

The emotional depths of despair run deep in this poem. This is splendid work!

Posted 6 Years Ago

A very painful and tragic poem that goes well with the picture. I remember when that picture was in the news not too long ago, she was lying on the grave of her solider that she wouldn't be able to hold in this world ever again thanks to the endless battles Americans and others are forced into these days.. It's all so very sad.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on February 18, 2012
Last Updated on February 18, 2012



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