Till the end of time
It’s been three days you’re gone
Mere days like years
The home is pale and dry
The trees have stopped their swings and they’re still
The air has seized its breath
Everywhere is dark and silent
The rooster has ceased to crow
All is heard is the sound of rodents ambling down the roof
I’m here reminiscing, looking back to the good memories
When the home was homey
When we use to laugh has to chat
Waking up to the brightness of the day
I’ll never forget our early morning trips
The evening adventurous wandering
How we use to trade places
Our dreams, our vision, our upheavals
Our clique, the brotherhood, tightest in the hood
I tranced with my eyes wide open
Tear drops rolling down my cheeks
Wondering if you’ll ever come back
Baffling if we’ll ever be together again
Hoping the trees will begin to dance
The air will release its breath
There’ll be light
The rooster begins to crow
Will they ever come back?
It’s been three days you’re gone
Mere days like years
The home is pale and dry
Everywhere is dark and silent
All is heard is the sound of rodents ambling down the roof
You’re gone till the end of time.
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The poem is dedicated to the memories of all departed souls.
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Written on March 04, 2023
Submitted by Alexxsnoopville on March 04, 2023
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,170 |
Words | 246 |
Stanzas | 32 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
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