Expert at Grief




Well everyone's
Got to be
Good at something,
And mine's
Grief.

I can cry
At any time -
Just give me
3 seconds
To conjure death,
Painful memories,
Torn hopes,
And down they come,
Tears everywhere,
Face flushed,
Pain rife.

I told you
I was an expert
At grief,
And a fool
At life.



Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2005-10-05 at 14:18

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Nathalia
Your words struck a chord in me! Very poetic!
2005-10-09


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
are we not all so? i think we all have memories inside us which can bring instant tears.

conjour - conjure
2005-10-05