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The Old Lady

Contributed by Durra1 on Friday, 6th November 2009 @ 09:01:24 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Blankets of angry clouds are preventing the stars to twinkle
combination of sadness and age harshly caused her wrinkles
Carefully one stair at a time with her wooden stick
her head looking down hiding very well her aged neck
totally alone not one creature passing by, never a ringing phone
only loneliness and despair around her house was shown
she sits on the rocking chair, unfolds her long braid
and as usual all kind of hopes on her face fade
wind is causing a war between trees and slapping all the curtains
pretending to care, she looks at the windows then stares at the mountains
then looks down at her same torn shappy dress
the dress she wore when giving her son a goodbye kiss
he who was once hiding under her own flesh
gained with time the constant title "cruel and selfish"
a pause for tears to run down on my cheeks sourly
to the shameful crime of killing a soul silently
what to do if law can't punish them, emotional killers
if for new fresh souls don't exist any sellers
on the very edge of her eye the tear stands
trying not to fall because her fellows will follow and land
on the same hand that fed him and wiped his tears
and that chest that hugged him warmly to erase his childish fears
i can't.. how can i tell such an extremely painful story?
yet hope rises when the daughter appears saying am sorry
long time apart from each other but the old lady,
for the first time in long empty years was happy
the daughter joined her and tries to touch her hair
hoping to erase the pain along with talk and laughter they shared
both ignoring the fact that the beautiful lady looks at the age when the old woman looked thirty





Copyright © Durra1 ... [ 2009-11-06 09:01:24]
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Re: The Old Lady (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Friday, 6th November 2009 @ 10:47:36 AM AEST
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to not have love and only have disrespect from your child must be agony and the "emotional killers" inflict the deepest wounds. This poem is strong in its message deeps in its emotional expression and a painful piece of reality.


Re: The Old Lady (User Rating: 1 )
by longhaircg on Friday, 6th November 2009 @ 01:37:29 PM AEST
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Oh my GOD, my tears won't stop after this one.
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