3rd Street Poem by Deborah Cromer
3rd Street
So much pain and suffering, for one so young
Often melodies of sorrow, you silently sung
Your hands and feet were endlessly so cold
You told me in closeness, you would never grow old
A voice so deep, with beautiful words to speak
Too often, I saw tears run down your cheek
I saw the sadness through years grow stronger
Happiness became an act, longer and longer
Such gentle strength, for one so afraid
Many nights on your chest, my head I laid
I could feel your heart beat and hear your breath
This man I loved dearly, headed for early death
There was nothing anybody could do, to stop you
This was a losing battle, and you really knew
I know you are happy now, and have no fear
No more worries and depression, year after year
The cold, the hunger, the loneliness and pain
Shall all be washed clean from within the rain
yea it does reming me of my poem Suicidal Love! Amazing work yet again... i love how you describe everything... AMAZING!
As in your other poems, your flow is outstanding and your word choice is commendable. I enjoyed this one for it's message, though, for I can somewhat sympathize.
Waiting for death to claim another cherished life...just like the ticking of a clock.If we had more time.a ten from me.
Sad write of losing someone close. This makes the best poetry. Thank you.
Beautiful, Deborah! Truly a mindblowing piece of work.. fantastic! ! ! Carry on.. :)
An extra ordinary poem in truly your style. Leaves me amazed. A full 10.
Melodic movement steers this work, through tight, crisp, mellifluous structure. Employment of apropriate pathos & and empathy set a soberly capturing tone, from the onset. FjR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This is good, i think its a dirge, I could imgine what it feels to lose someone so dear to us. I like this poem, and i'll rate it 10+