SHE'S NO MORE

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem presents a sense of mystery and a taste of dark fantasy...in medieval Europe...let's read it out...!!!

Submitted: September 30, 2018

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SHE'S NO MORE

 

The night is cold, Forest is bare;

There is no wind enough in the air;

The Moon is shining full behind the cloud;

Behold my Angel, going less- loud;

She embraced me kissed me for the last;

Leaving me alone She goes so fast !

Now She's a spirit, None can resist her;

She moves like light as travels so far ;

A bunch of sweet rose in her hand;

Walking alone, She leaves her home land;

She is innocent, She is no more;

Just a rose last three or four !!

 

Adieu ! Adieu forever! Her last voice says;

Suddenly she vanished into some mysterious rays;

Through these rays she might have reached in Heaven;

She goes for eternity, Will never come again?

I stay here - The world of pale ;

Sin will engulf me as this place is Hell;

I'm crying but tears not come;

Its my empty heart gets pain some;

O my poor life may perish here !

Must I go my Angel there !!!

 

Abir Roy


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