Whisper When I Weep

by Angie   Jul 13, 2008


She stood there and watched,
The sight haunted her mind.
Unable to understand,
Why they had left her behind.

Raining brutally a crowd gathered,
To pay their condolences
For a well loved family,
Bringing bouquets of red, white roses.

Staring at the ground as her tears flowed,
Droplets blended with the rain.
Turmoil rising inside,
Nobody could understand her pain.

She stood there and watched,
The sight haunted her mind.
Unable to understand,
Why they had left her behind.

They died one night when a drunk driver
Sped through a red light; condemned.
In a split second they left,
No one could do anything for them.

Time passed; one by one the crowd dispersed.
She kept thinking it's unfair,
How could this happen to her?
This was no dream; it was a nightmare.

She stood there and watched,
The sight haunted her mind.
Unable to understand,
Why they had left her behind.

Feelings of helplessness leached her thoughts,
They plagued her mind like a plaque.
Realization dawned on her,
They were never going to come back.

Reality was so bittersweet,
An unfortunate event,
Unplanned, unwanted, unnerved,
Just like that she became an orphan.

She stood there and watched,
The sight haunted her mind.
Unable to understand,
Why they had left her behind.

** A Narrative Poem.
© Angie K

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  • 11 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    Yes i hate drunk drivers as well. Nice poem, many people do feel this emotion from stupid accidents