Widowed Mother

Somewhere in the night lays a shattered heart

singing out for love

The song can't be heard for it lies deep

within her soul

She sings of sorrow, of afflictions heaped upon

her spirit

She sings of her regrets to many to

be numbered

I hear her song, loud as the rolling thunder

A song of a woman betrayed and angered

She sings of the darkness she calls her own

She sings of the man that left her cold

She grieves for a child she was to bear

dead in her womb

She sings to God, pleading for salvation

lifting her voice up to the heavens

She sings of the widowed mother

I can hear her, can't you?

I can see her, can't you?

I can feel the anger, the rage

I sense the pain strongly pumping

through her veins

Listen, listen and you to

can hear

her song strong as the distant thunder

It is the song of the widowed mother

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Mentalist acer 6 years ago from A Voice in your Mind!

Your poems are profound and elegant Ek Ellis...


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Dim Flaxenwick 6 years ago from Great Britain

Oh my goodness. That was awesome.


Mz.PAS 6 years ago

That is whats up! Awesome poem, you know me so well! :) And Thx for you comment on mine. Will be reading more of yours, definately.

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