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Sister Sister

Woke up one morning It felt just like any other Or at least so I thought I guess I was young I was naïve I felt a bit restless My pockets penniless And my girlfriend was cheating But that was nothing Nothing compared to what I felt When I learnt later that morning That you had scaled up to the skies It was that dreaded day at the end of November You left for us ever But every time I close my eyes Your image starts to materialize Slowly and painfully I now realize I realize I will never see you again But many a night I fail to sleep As I try to wish away the pain They say men don’t weep But it’s hard to hold back these tears Oh how I miss my big sis She taught me not to doubt myself You taught me how to walk tall How to believe in myself Self discipline, self confidence She was the turbo drive of our family The front propeller Our umbrella A mother, aunt, wife and sister I get my solace from The Book And The Book says A good name is better than sweet perfume And the day of death better than the day of birth My heart still hurts when I think of you I miss you sis we all do I never knew I could ever feel this way I look into the future and all I see is emptiness

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 4/4/2014 8:29:00 AM
I can feel the pain of the this loss in your life..Your work is emotive and expressive..Some sisiters are the strong leader of the home and family are like Apples of Gold In Pitchers of Silver..Sara
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John Pen
Date: 4/4/2014 9:36:00 AM
Thanks for taking time to read my poem
Date: 4/2/2014 1:34:00 AM
The day of death is better than the day of birth-This indeed speaks volumes..It gives us hope in what is to follow.Heartfelt poem.
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Date: 4/4/2014 9:35:00 AM
Thanks for your comment

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