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Burying A Friendship
June 12, 2013
Your name
Etched into a tombstone
In the graveyard of my memory
Left as a memorial
Until the weathering of age
Gradually decays my remembrance
Your name is still clear
Wrapped in plastic
Sometimes I walk
To your stone
An unhealthy withdrawal symptom
Followed by immediate regret
And depression
The path I follow is muddied by my tears
But now you lay buried
You dug the hole
© Sylver S., Milford, CT
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waxedpearl BRONZE said...
on Jun. 16 2013 at 2:36 pm
Thank you for the feedback and thanks for reading!
waxedpearl BRONZE said...
on Jun. 16 2013 at 2:35 pm
Thank you! I appreciate the feedback.
waxedpearl BRONZE said...
on Jun. 16 2013 at 2:35 pm
I'm glad my poem could speak to you! I appreciate the comment and thanks for reading!
waxedpearl BRONZE said...
on Jun. 16 2013 at 2:34 pm
Thank you! I appreciate the feedback!
WrenArrington said...
on Jun. 13 2013 at 12:56 pm
I think everyone can relate to this. I like that it wasn't too long or too short, and you didn't go too into detail with the metaphor, which is refreshing every once in a while. Nice job :)
I read this poem and i feel remorse, and that mabey i should look back on my life and question. Mabey i would question what i've done and mabey what i should have done. This is quite a butiful poem and it compels me to wonder. What a sorrow of feelings someone must have to write and think about one person for this poem. Memories come to mind about friends that i miss and will never see agin. Thank you for this experience that i will never forget.
hudsonbytheday PLATINUM said...
on Jun. 12 2013 at 11:10 pm
compelling and great diction!
