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Published: 2008-02-06 15:11:13 +0000 UTC; Views: 66; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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I tried to findThe soul that cried
On this bleak and dreary night,
When angel tears
Poured from the skies
And dripped down my face
I tried to call out the name
Of that haunting moan,
That withering echo of pain;
But the foreboding wind
Swept all sound away,
All but heartwrenching sobs
Penetrating thick clouds
And the maze-like, gray haze
I tried to follow
Such tortured wails
Ripped from an aching throat,
The shuddering sound
Only a mourning mother makes
For a child of marble,
Gone forever
But as my weary eyes
Search to no avail,
I realize they remain closed;
My limbs are heavy,
They do not respond to my will;
I feel as though I'm being
Ripped in two;
And as I ascend,
I whisper genlty:
"Farewell mother, farewell..."
Comments: 7
I agree, powerful. The carrying image of the eyes makes you focus on the speaker's anguish and imagine her changing facial features.
I'm a diehard for the angelic/demonic imageries. Nicely done.
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Wow, this is powerfully painful....
Nice job with wording, well-written imagery too! 
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Thanks! 
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I read for sad pieces, too.
I think gloomy is just as much a part of the Literature Puzzle....
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