She left, to go on her journey
Her silhouette fading from sight
Shadows connect us now
And memories, of past laughter
Unchanged bed sheets held her scent
Lipstick, remained on her cup
Eyes, smiling from a wooden frame
Penetrates deep, to rip at the heart
So sudden, gone, never to return
The unforgiving big C, taking her
It left a void, never to be filled
Tears still come, but I am getting better
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad poem indeed. I hope it's not written from personal experience.