Love lost

POETRY NEWS #4296
Date: 04/03/2013 at 19:09
From: Droch Drauka, Seminarian of Bloodletting
To : Everyone
Subj: Love lost

Hanging as dew on a spider's web, the last words left unsaid
gather and circle in despair, as her last breath (so unfair)
slowly crosses the ebb of life, the last moments of a wife.

Each rain drop falls and mocks, each face calls and stops,
Every stranger a snide smile, every splash of step takes a while.
Eye contact is too much to bare, not certain how my composure will fare.

What now, what does one say, carry on life another day?
Half of me is ripped out and torn, over is an oath sworn,
Keep breathing in and out without her, every second living without.

All sudden, all so sly, my love was taken from me without a goodbye.
Twirling her between in fingers with grace, forever gone her face.
With snide smile so bold, the Serpent departed with my gold.


Penned by my hand on the 1st of Scarlatan, in the year 622 AF.