[Maylar]

I'm walking slowly, over the barren ground.
With feet so heavy, but snow keeps the sound.
With heart, sore, and frozen in time,
in silence so deep, that echoes around.

With silence so heavy, after dead man's bell...
With body more shallow, then a washed out shell.
A pain so loud, that makes no sound,
and a torn apart soul, which pieces cut inside.

The tears that fell, froze in the air,
in the feel of the lost and the final despair.
The cry of the pain, bounce from the stone,
leaving me still sad and still alone.

The cry bounced, and stroked the ground...
It cried with me in lonely, weeping sound.
But no cry, no call, came from below,
nothing to comfort my painful wows.

Dead mouths don't cry, nor do they call.
They have no sound, for those alive.
There's no more kisses, for one who's left in pain,
they smile no more, but dead they remain.

She will not kiss me, not anymore,
so I'll kiss the stone, she lies below.
She will not hold me, not anymore,
so I'll hug the dust that covers her bones.

I'll lie on the cold, on frosted, bleak ground
Warming the grave, until there's no more sounds
Until there's no more pounds, from ripped heart
until the frost, in mercy, close my crying eyes.
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After a death of my mother, few moths ago, for me came the time without writing at all...nothing came out, not a single word. It was not writer’s blockage, cause I had many ideas and many lines crossed my mind. But I lacked the will to write them down or to do anything else, actually.
After few of these, in most way horrible, months, few weeks ago I suddenly had this poem in my mind and knew I have to write it down. After that, others came and I hope it will go this way, from now on. But this is the first one...maybe it’s not very good and theme is obviously close to events stroked me, even this can be observed as a tragic love poem too. On the other hand, my themes were never something you would call “light”, so this isn’t much different.
Anyway, from this or that point of view, I hope those who respected my writings in past will bear with me with this one, until something better come.

[PaulJJ]

Very Heartfelt. Written very well in my eyes. Hope to read more from you soon.

[Rain]

Obviously this was packed with emotion, which you described why, and for so many reasons it is absolutely fantastic... filled with poetic nature, and packed filled with touching lines that will make anybody stop and think. I'm glad to know that you're writing. Can't wait to see more from you, Maylar. Terrific job, thanks for sharing.