When They Said That You Were Gone


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When they said that you were gone
It was not my place to mourn
You’re just some faded photographs
In a scrapbook old and torn

Now you finally took your leave
There’s no space for me to grieve
Just a lingering lost regret
Without ending or reprieve

Such friendship so bleakly lost
Is not measured, shows no cost
Till fabric of the universe
Finds the tear that rips the most

Others standing by your grave
Can pray to see your soul is saved
They are appropriate and fine
Know not your secret so depraved

But will I ever mourn or cry
To see this life has passed you by
When you so censured and reproved
Such cruelty within your sigh?

When they said that you were gone
Just memories we brooded on
My heart’s moon but an eclipse
To finally shut out your dark sun

© Helen Valentina 2013 All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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10 Responses to When They Said That You Were Gone

  1. Morgan says:

    Sad and Lonely…beautiful poem!

  2. landl30 says:

    whoooof…. painful

  3. Lovely Helen, a story of love and pain.

  4. jrosenberry1 says:

    Ouch — but beautifully written.

  5. Noora says:

    Painfully beautiful poem.

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