19 Years , One Regret

Amateur poetry written about a male friend who passed away. Aged fourteen and not a clue of the poetry scene. Please give feedback. Thank you.

19 Years, One Regret

The river ran so cold

19 years and nobody to celebrate

Blue eyes and brown hair

Burried beneath the darker ground.

 

Silent wishes I could hear them

Whispers shouts doesn't matter what I do

You won't return

Life was short

19 years and nobody to celebrate

Burried beneath the darker ground.

 

People telling melies

Annoying me

Wanting to scream

To tell them where to get off

No I stopped; I watched, I saw you die.

 

I say you lye there

I was angry

Now you're gone, never to return again

I don't know what happened

I never will

A teardrop fell from my face

I watched it fall into my skin

Like you fell into the ground.

 

The river ran so cold

One year and nobody care's

19 years and nobody to celebrate

Blue eyes and brown hair

Burried beneath the darker ground

The darker ground,

Will stay.

 

 

 

Author's Note

Please ignore the spelling difference. I use English , Britain spelling, not American. I apologise for the inconvenience caused.

Reviews

[Gabriella]

This is really something, I think you should continue with your poetry!

[Eagle Cruagh]

Please !
Most of us would not know a word
spelled wrong if it bit us.
I refer you to , "A Stream of Consciousness."
Get it on paper and worry about the spelling later.
You have written a dark and brooding poem, which
having been digested will stay in our minds forever.
An excellent piece, no, brilliant !
Thank you,
------ Eagle Cruagh

[Akash]

Its dark and the spelling is fine...Brit or ameriK
Nice
-akash-

[Sirranon Leo]

very nice poem, especially the repetitions of the line 'buried beneath the darker ground'....gives some people the creeps. well composed, I would say.

[Tara Murasaki]

Wow. I am impressed. you wrote this at 14? I like it a lot.