Poem - Broken Heart
62The Mourning Bell's Toll
Long days with nights longer still,
I labor on with a tormented heart.
A slide show so vividly clear plays in my minds eye.
An enjoyed moment shattered by the ringing
of the mourning bell's toll.
Slipping into the abyss of darkness
I pray for the pain and sorrow to be replaced
with the emptiness I have embraced for so long.
Let the light fad and strip me of these pictures I hold so dear.
Keep the mourning bell from ringing true
and taunting my mind and heart.
Keep it from filling me with such distain for life.
Let the emptiness come;
let the toll be paid in full.
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....i dunt get it
hum.. well niara, first let me say thanks for reading and commenting on my poem. You might try reading it again with the idea of: Mourning vs. Morning, and (N) Toll, fee, damage, deaths; (V) Toll, ring out, warn, signal. If this does not help, please let me know. I'll be more than happy to explain. Many thanks, Dr. B.
A sad poem, but a beautiful one.
This is beautiful, I love it dearly. It relates to me so much. Thank you for writing this and making it public so I could find it through it destiny.
OMG i was one's in this too
so sad but so true
,,,I LIKE YOUR POEM,, IT WAS GREAT]
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Lovelace says:
10 months ago
I got it, mourning bell. This is very sad.