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Sorrow and Death

A Silent Embrace

By KlauslafoPublished 10 months ago 2 min read
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When I am gone, wear black with grace,

Let tears fall freely, trace your face.

Come softly weeping, slow and true—

My last goodbye belongs to you.

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Sit by my side, as once before,

And kiss me like you did of yore.

The warmth we shared, the dreams we made,

Now fading like the evening shade.

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They’ll gather ‘round with sorrow deep,

But I’ll be gone, no longer keep

The laughter we once shared so free—

Now echoes lost in memory.

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The paths we walked, the fields we roamed,

Where love was born, and joy had grown,

Are now but whispers in the breeze—

Faded like the autumn leaves.

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Remember how we once did laugh,

In moments small, in love’s soft craft.

Now silence speaks where once we stood—

Time takes away the warmth, the good.

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The seasons changed, but not our hearts—

And yet, my love, it all departs.

I leave no riches, no bright gold—

Just memories, growing cold.

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I’ll drift like shadows through the trees,

A murmur in the autumn breeze.

The songs we sang, now soft and faint,

Like prayers for those we cannot paint.

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When you walk down the quiet road,

Where once our love in sunlight glowed—

Pause by the tree where names were carved,

And feel the ache of love starved.

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The years we spent, so full of light,

Are lost now, swallowed by the night.

We fought, we cried, we laughed, we swore—

And now, it’s gone, forevermore.

.......

The lines of age we used to trace,

Are now but ghosts that time won’t chase.

Still, I’ll remain, within your heart,

A piece of me, though we’re apart.

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Don’t mourn the grave, nor fear the end,

For love is not a thing to mend.

It lingers still, though life does fade—

In every tear, in every blade.

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And when you cry, remember me,

Not in sorrow, but in memory.

For though I’m gone, I’ll still be near,

A whisper in the air you hear.

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So come, my love, let sorrow flow,

The grief that moves so deep and slow.

Let every tear, each quiet sigh,

Be a kiss goodbye, a soft goodbye.

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About the Creator

Klauslafo

"Wanderer in a World of Illusions."

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