Your Beautiful Silence

by La Muse Angelique   Aug 17, 2004


Eleven years have passed since you left us
There still is a emptyness in my soul
It will alway's be there
I want it to stay because, it's YOU
Your smile, your passionate eyes
The eyes with such glance in it

I will never see them again

I watch the leaves fall in the Autumn
I see the snow falling down in the Winter
And I watch the rain falling down on your gravestone

Can you hear me?

Watch the black Crow fly, fly high in the sky
Falling down on you, protecting you, embracing you
Because it can't rain all the time
The flowers I left for you will once die

My terrible pain of loss, is in no words to describe
A wonderful bright spiritual person but mostly my love
No more..
My tears will never dry, maybe you won't see them all the time..
But they are alway's there, will forever be there

I want them to be there

My lovely Angel
I hope you will find the rest that the Angels gave to you
And may you rest in sweet heavenly peace
Maybe one day there will be a crow on your grave

And I can listen to that beautiful silence...

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  • 16 years ago

    by Tammie

    The thing that stood out most in this piece was the story, you told it so well. Including such raw emotion. The ending was extremely powerful. I could find nothing wrong with this piece. One of my favorite's of yours. :]
    5/5

    Tammie

  • 19 years ago

    by Timothy r

    Very nicely written, I give you a "5" all the way. Timothy r

  • 19 years ago

    by Just Val

    I liked this poem what Sean Allen said is same way I think. Your poem was good though, I hope you write lots more!!:)

  • 19 years ago

    by Sean Allen

    "The flowers I left for you will once die " I don't understand the usage of "once" in this sentence. Whenever you write always, you insert an apostrophe that doesn't need to be there. I wonder what the crow symbolizes. At first I thought the crow was death, and i suppose it still could be, but the second to last line made me wonder. I suppose at the end you are talking about your own death, and joining the deceased in...well actually I don't think this poem intends for there to be an afterlife, as "silence" sorta means... well "silence". Good poem.