Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2021
I hear the echoes of her cry,
Far deep in space,
She flows down on my cheek.
Never to dry, part of me.
Her wounds hide in my heart,
Blood that flows from memory.
I am sorry baby,
But I am lost too,
I am that drop, that hangs
Besides the lemon of your eye.
Wherever you are,
That's where my love will be.
I hope for always,
For our pain is better than lies.
I could have held you by now.
I wish I had fought more,
More punches with my right.
But, Baby you know,
My left hand was stabbing me.
And she left me to die.
We both died before we lived,
But my words shall live on,
And with love eternal,
"I love you, my baby".
I may not own a dime,
But you were my everything.
I know your twinkle smile,
Was worth the living.
Hope to see you soon.
Benjamin 'Xelmrah' Karim
Written by
Benjamin 'Xelmrah' Karim  27/M
(27/M)   
53
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems