Death

May 1, 2015 December 26, 2017
Death short poem

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Death is so painful. When you lose someone you love it is so painful.
The longing to see them once again is almost unbearable.
Their memory will never be forgotten. Their loss can make you feel so rotten.
You have mixed emotions. You are happy for them because they are in a better place and no longer suffering. You are sad because you have such a longing.
You want to feel them in your arms once again. Will this pain ever end.
Death of a parent is so hard because you long to have them wrap their arms around you and tell you everything is going to be alright.
I wish you were here to hold me tight. I miss you everyday.
I love you one last time I would love to say.
In my heart and thoughts you will always be. I wish you had never left me.
I understand you had to go. Why so young I will never know.
So many questions left unanswered, so many things left undone.
All I ask is for just one more day with you here with me just one.
The tears they burn and sting. Your love was never undying.
Your little girl I will always be. I miss you so much daddy.

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My name is Cheryl Brown. I am 41 years old. I love poetry and I love trying to write poetry.
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asoke kumar mitra
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asoke kumar mitra

very beautiful write, but it is heart wrenching write. lovely rhyming…………it can be a sad song………

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Preeti
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Preeti

The pain and longing felt in this poem is incomparable…death can wreak havoc in lives indeed!

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