The final lament

My weathered wells of tears are empty

My thoughts just burning embers;

The final curtain falls on memories remembered.

My heart of desire, no longer the fire.

As love and passion are ashes,  gone.

My final breath, my spirit expelled;

Free from prison walls.

Beaten by age, decay; no longer entrapment

Caged within rattling bones.

But free to fly at last

To the blue sky of heaven's above. 

Reviews

[sereenaoutloud]

This is sad but beautiful. To loose a loved one cuts so deep but when they are suffering , there is a little peace knowing they no longer are held down by this pain anymore!
SO sorry for your friend loss ...>hugs< ..dear friend!

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Sereena:):)

[Dara]

The title grabbed me as I skimmed through your list of poems. This of course speaks to my own heart as I lost a dear one just a couple of weeks ago. A beautiful tribute to your friend's wife. Thank you for sharing. I shall be back!

[andrew mitchell]

thank you Dara

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A touching piece to remind us there are calmer times ahead. So sorry to hear of your friend's loss, Andrew. My condolences...

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you FT

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A sad lament of the passing of days and the passing of love Andrew!

[andrew mitchell]

A good workmate of mine for over 30 yrs lost his wife to cancer last saturday, Funeral tomorrow, they were child hood sweethearts then got married for 50 yrs

[Jamestown]

Wow! This piece poured out raw emotion, I was actually taken aback!
Fantastic write, definitely a well thought out and delivered piece,
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Jamestown for dropping in . much appreciated

[Valentine]

One of your best expressive writes. Nice going. Valentine

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you very much Valentine:)

[alf]

Hi Andrew. So much hurt have you injected into these lines!!! It pierced the heart and bled sorrow . . . pouring into the flow of words until I saw the final line in red!!! one suggestion . . .
'passion are ashes . . . gone.' gives the read that pause before making the impact of gone. Nothing else to change, you have infused nostalgic misery into the lines. alf dark!

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you alf thank you!

[alf]

So brilliantly done!!!