Half of Me

My passion sits beneath a stone

A place where I can't go

For death has come to half of me

With one half dying slow

How cruel is death to take my heart?

But yet it lets me breathe

It came between the two of us

And it will not let me leave

Half of me has forsaken life

It lays out in a field

The other half will not let go

It simply will not yield

I pray for death to come my way

Each day on her behalf

But death can't see how much I miss

My beloved second half?

My passion sits beneath a stone

Where one day I will be

I can't be whole until I'm back

With the other half of me

Reviews

[b.platte]

Oh wow. I started reading this and didn't realize what it was saying until the third stanza. So, I went back to re-read it and my mouth just dropped. This is so beautiful. I mean I've never had an overwhelming feeling of tragdedy like I have reading this. I don't knwo how you did it. This deserves to win all the awards.

[Whiskurz]

Thank you......Whisk

[Veronica Nicole]

This is absolutely beautiful.

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Your style is uncomplicated and extremely real :) awesome!

This was a very sad poem. I almost cried which is saying a lot since I don't cry at my lcose family's funerals. I thought this was also very romantic. It also had an amazing flow to it. It is as if I could feel your feelings. It was like I was you. Very good job with this poem and it made it through the first cut in the contest.

[Deandra Dawn]

Beautifully written.....

[Marie]

Death cuts such a huge slice of life...

[pinpen]

ah so heart tugging and gripping. So nicely written.

[Maple]

This is a beautiful poem. I can feel the longing tone and the lovely portrayal of death and its cruelty.

[Desert Dreamer]

I feel the pain in this, the image of passion under a stone is a meaningful one. Very well done.