DJS (30.9.1961 / Australia)

A Childs Heartache

If i could live one hundred years
Time could not erase
My world is blue without your face

No bounding pulse does my heart beat
No warmth, in these cold feet
Numbness all i feel is defeat
Empty carcase, no inner beat

My eyes no longer see the colours
My ears no longer hear the joy
For a soul that used to dance
No longer is there beat


God is blessed as you are the best
Mother its your time to rest
Mother you were the heart of this soul
Which has now lost control
When i see your smilling face
This seized up soul, will gain control

by Dianne jennifer Stephens

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Comments (2)

I think the sentiment here is very beautiful. Sincerely, Mary
This is not the sort of poem I would normally like and I dont find the structure all that stimulating... but lines such as: 'My eyes no longer see the colours, My ears no longer hear the joy' and ' If i could live one hundred years, Time could not erase' are very very VERY beautiful. Thanks for posting, I enjoyed.