The drive to the cemetery at Oystermouth
That long crawl up that steep hill
To the New Section to the south
Was but the bitterest of pill.
The ritual completed the mourners now go
I am left to go forth companionless,
The days darken around me with nothing to show,
To face the future years alone, nothing to bless.
The old order now changed forever.
Scared of the future and what it may hold,
The link with the past never to sever,
And to hide my emotions I have to be bold.
But love is that unbroken chain
That binds us together till we meet again
My future is with her, its plain to see
My hope is that she will now wait for me.
Chain of love will never break it is soul to soul a painful poem for the happiness as the concluding line/Mr David I feel Nice poem May lord bring peace to Tina and you may love bind you
I can imagine the depth of your agony on coming back companionless. But being loyal to her memories, you have to learn to divert your thuughts to something more pleasant. May time heal your wounds! A very moving write! !
Your sorrow runs deeply through this poem as you keep it within you. All tears that are shed are tears of your love for her, and as tears pluck your heartstrings in sorrow, you're reminded of the love you shared together. Find a little corner or place where you can go each day and think of the good times you had when together. Think of the things that still bring a smile to your face, when you remember them. You are in my prayers and I've lit a candle for you. Take care of yourself.
David I have no words to say but I can feel the pain. I walk with an arrow in heart with you in the same lane. My patience and courage I share with you to give you more strength.David - the soul is immortal and that surly will eagerly wait to meet you again. Tina - I'm sure you're living in peace. You may read my To meet my love.
David, Sorry to learn that you had to endure this experience. the manner in which you've expressed yourself during this time is more that moving. Our lives are tremendous voyages and if we are wise we take from every experience the eternal knowingness that it brings. I learned we're here in any one life to grow Soul's volume of knowingness. Knowingness of self (Soul) , love, and God. My condolences and and may you be blessed and uplifted as is ITs will. Thanks so much for sharing this with us.
Deep poem full of emotions..I can feel your pain..Vey well written, i could feel your sorrows inside....
We are always sort of numb at this point. Nature is sometimes kind, I think. (though it may seem too little and too late) . I admit to resorting to fantasy to get me through such times; imagining things untrue, that are soothing to my soul, even though they may rebuke true reality.
this is a deep poem full of emotions. Sometimes we must walk alone but in the end we will be together again. The sadness is overwhelming.I feel your pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My condolences to you David. This is such a heartfelt poem as you try to come to terms with your loss of your wife Tina. Great write!