CRY IF YOU WANT TO

 

 

CRY IF YOU WANT TO

In the dark of night

when others sleep,

I sit in the woods

and count my sheep.

My heart hangs heavy

as I think of you.

I refuse to cry

if I dream of you.

They have told me

to allow my tears to fall.

I shut my eyes

and fall asleep in a ball.

The wind whistles through the trees.

I open my eyes to a sight.

You sit on the grass facing me,

your eyes shining in the dim light.

“Cry if you want to,”

you whisper.

“But I don’t want to,”

I whisper.

The dawn lights the dark sky.

I yawn and stretch my limbs.

My eyes are bright and dry

since I’ve refused to cry.

THE END

fire and hail

Time has stopped in mid-flight.

Clouds have ceased circling the earth.

The sun refuses to show its face.

Time has come to an end.

My heart feels hollow and empty.

Panic fills the empty spaces.

My love has come to an end

And so too has mankind.

A battle rages between my lovers

Built upon passion and deceit.

The winner takes all,

And soon even me.

The earth trembles in despair.

A blanket of darkness covers all.

The battle rages in its fury.

Clashes of swords echo its thunder.

Frozen in place I stand,

Waiting for the uncertain outcome.

Who will be left standing

to take my cold h​and?

CAN I EVER LET GO?

A fellow author is compiling poetry from authors on her WordPress site. The topic is letting go. I sat down and wrote this poem about my brother. As tears fell from my eyes, I felt sad and happy at the same time. Sad that I will never see him again, and happy that I can share my love with others.

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Can I ever let go?

Can I ever let go of your touch?
At night, I dream of your fingers.
I can’t believe I miss you so much.
Your strokes through my hair still linger.

Can I ever let go of your eyes?
With great pride, you watched me grow.
I dearly pray for one last surprise.
You to return to me, I know.

I know my prayers won’t be answered.
My wishes never come true.
But I still have hopes to be answered.
And one day to see you too.

Can I ever let go of your humor?
Your wit and jokes had lightened my days.
I know this is much more than a rumor
That I’ll never have you brighten my days.

Days keep on passing.
But life must go on.
My heart is fasting
Each day it beats on.

Can I ever let go of you?
To my dearest, older brother,
My answer is a ‘no’ to you.
You weren’t only my brother.

You helped my mother to raise me.
You provided light for her blind eyes.
You’ll always be the best of me.
Until the day, I close my own eyes.