Missing you brings on so much pain
I can't contain,
my sorrow crawls...
stands and just falls;
I rummage through my heart's record
where your love's stored,
and it's so clear
that you're still dear;
bits of me crumble as I yearn
for your return,
without your smile.
The Minute Poem is rhyming verse form consisting of 12
lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem
is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables.
The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff
Oh Meena, such a touching little poem, and you have done so with another formed piece and impressively showed us more of your skills.
The wording to this poem is so beautiful it really reaches out to any reader who is missing someone dear to them, and who knows how hard it is to long for their smile again.
I think your title is simple, but it sums up very well what it is like, and how it feels so often when we are grieving. Sometimes it feels happy to remember them, like we are close to them, but other times it feels impossible to live without them, and remembering them only hurts more and makes everything else seem pointless.